This is a song partially about the legend of Damocles, but also about growing up and starting to embrace the fact that in order to live a life of meaning you have to give up living in the moment.

It must be nice for you, not to wonder if it's "no" or "yes."
It must be nice, not to have to guess.
It must be such a thrill -- staying safe and honouring ( Read more... )

I don't know how, or why, or when, but K and I stopped seeing each other. She just faded away, cancelling plans here and there, not returning calls. And I never even bothered to confront her about it. I just let her disappear, like leaves under the snow.

But our love was so passionate, is the strange thing. It was thrilling and mortifying and we ( Read more... )

You don't have to commit to me tomorrow, but if you want me at all, you have to commit with every fucking mote of your being to today. Otherwise it just isn't worth it.

I have this lovely little lie I tell myself about death -- that somehow people always feel it coming, as if they have this clairvoyant understanding and are suddenly at peace with it before they die, and all the planning-ahead they do in the couple of days between the revelation and the death are just an act, for the sake of everyone else's sanity ( Read more... )

Went down to the moviedome last Saturday ( Read more... )

Nobody knows what the fuck they are doing and that takes the pressure off.

All I need to do is avoid the people who think they know what's going on.

If I died today ( Read more... )

2011 Alexander wakes up groggily at 2:23 in the morning, when 2012 Alexander sleeps ( Read more... )

I had an awful moment where I was walking in the sun, fresh coffee in my belly and a song in my head, when I remembered what I dreamt about. I dreamt about you. And I almost didn't remember. My memory, like a sentinel, protected me from it -- made me forget before I woke, so I woke happy. But the sun and the belly and the song brought you back, ( Read more... )

I feel like every time I want to do a serious entry it is just a dehumanizing list, detailing the current roster of paramours I have queued up like frothing subjects of the king ( Read more... )