Oh my fair North Star
I have held to you dearly
I have asked you to steer me
Til one cloud scattered night... - Dar Williams, The Mercy of the Fallen ( Read more... )

I find myself walking to your bookshelf, sitting and reading your treasures in the half-light of the Christmas tree that I won't take down because it reminds me of your beautiful eyes narrowed in thought -- the general deploying armies of ornaments, refusing to leak troop movements ( Read more... )

Since she has been gone, I've listened to Paper Airplane on repeat, almost immobilized in this chair.

How many days should I smile with a frown
Because you're not around with the sun on your shoulders?

I love my friends. I am not a mushy or emotional friend (I leave sappy monologues for M), but I can't get over how the wisdom/kindness/laughter of two amazing people made for a wonderful night that has put a restless and doubting soul at ease ( Read more... )

Is it wrong that I looked intensely at all his things, quietly admired his taste, and felt not unlike Lizzie walking quietly around Pemberley....

(of all this I might have been mistress)

I tried to start a new journal in another land, but it felt like I'd be forgetting my past -- the swimmingly good I-just-mets, the anger I'll likely never conquer, and a host of half-realized dreams ( Read more... )

I had a bizarre day that found me floating toward Carole Maso in a silent library -- when I feel like something inside me has snapped, like I'm hopelessly broken, the words in The American Woman in the Chinese Hat are all that make sense to me. As if life mirrored that literary downward spiral, M called to say that her tire was flat -- I don't ( Read more... )

Dear Mr. Emanuel,

I was wondering if there was anything I could, um, do for you the new administration...?


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I know I haven't exactly posted in a while, but there's not really much to say. ( Random catchup )

I listen to pop radio a lot these days -- it has to do with having a two to three minute commute to work, and it not being worth it to fire up my MP3 player just to scroll through songs and hear a sample of one before arriving at my job. That said, I always had this kind of happy liking of a song called "The Remedy", and now that odd feelgood ( Read more... )