Tommorow! Tommorow, tommorow...lalalate bleh peeetweie.

ONE MORE FUCKING DAY! ha!

I'm home, and the sunflowers aren't blooming yet, but soon. Ben comes home in eight days, I'm counting and not ashamed. Burque is as I left it, and I feel all grown up with lots of erends to do. All of my parents are overseas. Little Big Woman, with a crease in the center of her forhead and a kid to get to soccer practice. That's how they do, ( Read more... )

when I'm sad I'm like a buffalo

The strength to haul wide
the new

we were young once

now we wear wrinkles, softly
caught

tough rough leathered faces

and eyes like periscopes

but love is a tandem bike
love is a big balloon (long, toothed, and coarse)

and I am satisfied

It's raining today, soft and long, it feels good. It's fuckinig cold out there, and I'm distracted by everything. So good, life. what I mean, I guess, is that there is so much bad, and so much good, such a variety of life to chew over. I'm just constaintly entertained, I guess. There's so much to laugh about, to watch, to think and to feel. I ( Read more... )

I just got back from New Orleans, where I was helping rebuild after Katrina and governmental neglagence. I've been irrevicably altered, I've grown a year in a week, and things will neevr be the same. I'm finding myself dancing less and talking more, planning more, doing more, being more. Things down there-it's like I've come back from a warzone ( Read more... )

Just a reminder of:

long days and warm nights
beer at sunset
porches
possibilities
ducks that fly home in springtime
pens and ink
boys and men
writing all the time
thinking all the time
friends who you understand a lot
understanding friends a lot
showers
thunderstorms
smiling at secerets
secrets
changes
quiet afternoons

I miss...I miss I miss I miss. Today snow caught on my cheeks and eyelashes, and I thought of home and how much I miss it. Life is full to the brim, saturated. Dense with feeling, dense with expiriance. Rarely have I felt as alive as I do right now, and it is the most exciting, painful and scary thing. Life is so real. I feel like I never ( Read more... )

And now I'm back at Hampshire, a culture all it's own, with less complicated feelings than I had last week, although they're still lurking under the surface. Oh life. It boggles my mind. I'm taking a creative writing class for the first time in my life this semester. I'm nervous. I can write, obviously, but I've never been asked to parade my ( Read more... )

I'm in Nepal, and I can feel my life changing. I am scared, excited, happy, crazy, pressured, sick and amazed. I am feeling things that I have never felt before, and it's terrifing. This place is so complicated. AHHHHHHHHH please write me emails. I really need some stability.

Merry Christmas, happy Channuka, peace and love to everybody, etc. I hope it was a good one for all. This was a funny Christmas. It didn't seem that different from any other day, it was warm and full of bickering fights between my parents and my little sister, pleasent. This was the first Christmas I can ever remember that I was really, REALLY ( Read more... )