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Desire.
I've wanted a lot of things in my lifetime. Some trivial, material objects, some impossible MLB players. I tend to run the gamut on these sorts of things. What I will say is that when I want something tangible, I'm usually able to find a way to achieve that. Although now I'm lacking for something close enough to touch, yet farther away than ( Read more... ) -
Scent and Memory.
I sit here in bed, wine on the nightstand, going on 21 hours of wakefulness. Tired, but no real desire to sleep. There's a distinct scent lingering on the pillow next to mine, the sheets, even hanging in the air around me. There's something about the sense of smell that ties so closely to our brains, launching us into vivid episodes of ( Read more... ) -
The Tower.
The spiral staircase moans loudly every time I climb up, and the bed itself is so high up here as to require its own footstool. But I'm here in my tower, tucked away from the coyotes outside and their less feral cousins within ( Read more... ) -
A call of a different kind.
It was soft against the background of our parting conversation at first. I wasn't sure I'd even heard it at all. But once I'd settled back into that safe and cozy part of my world here in this strange house, it came as a cruel reminder. Lightning flashed briefly against an otherwise darkened exterior, followed by the commanding sound of thunder ( Read more... ) -
Trains and Rats.
The train howls as it passes by in the distance, muffled due to the panes of glass that separate me from the outside world, but still poignant, that call. I have a poem about it somewhere, and somehow it seems like it might've been important. But now I find myself in a different time and place. Physically. The rest, perhaps all too similar. I ( Read more... ) -
The List, '09.
So in honor of my list-making capabilities, I'm starting anew. A list of things I want to try/do/etc. at some point in my life. This should be ANYTHING and EVERYTHING, and I'm open to suggestions or even the most insignificant ideas. A few things so far ( Read more... ) -
A bottle of wine and a lot of thinking later.
Life is supposed to be full of surprises, both good and bad. I guess I've stumbled upon the bad kind, though I wouldn't necessarily call it surprising either. I've always been something of a free spirit, and maybe it's a matter of settling with the wrong person, or maybe there is no "right" person either. All I know is that I'm ready to set ( Read more... ) -
Meh.
I'm pretty fed up with my life right about now, and hoooooboy do I miss the single life (which wasn't that great either, but at least I could do what I wanted, who I wanted, when I wanted, etc.) I'm so tired of this bullshit. -
Wednesday list (early edition)
Clean litter boxes.
Food/water for cat.
Buy dog food.
Drop dogs off at kennel.
Pack clothes.
Pack make-up.
Pack camera.
Music/iPod.
Take stuff out of car.
Check Ancestry.com/figure out where I need to stop on the way.
Pick up prescription.
Pack pillows. -
Saturday list.
Laundry (what else is new).
Take cat to groomer.
Vacuum part of basement.
Look for shoes.