i'm starting a band called Delicate Dad/its inspired by those dads who wear khaki shorts that show their super thin knobby legs
Bermuda was a Blast!!
(I'm reading H is for Hawk, on a real note, and it's my favorite book I've read this year. This project I worked on for 6 months went up in figurative flames, and in between words i've been finding out a new place i want to be in. maybe in animal care, biology, historical studies and archaeology. I'm out in the open now with a place i can't go back to. I can honestly say i don't know how i would be getting over it without this book; it is taking care of me.)
theres a burnt out cuticle on my pointer finger that i'm trying to ignore
my friend and i had a phone call that lasted exactly 12:51 minutes long, its a sign from julian c.
this night kind of sucked - i popped my tire and had to get four dudes to help me. they barely knew what they were doing and it took an hour. one of them, greasy and culkin-esque, kept alternating between cigarette and carjack. i made it home okay and was glad to be back.
I haven't been on here in a while but i think letting myself have space from one world i existed in, like this blog, lets me approach it better. space is good.
i've been writing more, letting myself branch out. I cut my hair with a pair of sewing scissors, in a mint colored bathroom. The libertines made me do it. I began to identify with sufjan stevens because i needed to get away from things that burnt me out, and because the chasm of shoplifting and drugs that i nearly fell into, a gaping maw. I looked for religion and sacred things in everything, even the things that are religious taboo, especially those things because seeing god in them meant I could stop paying attention to the shame in god. I'm not prescribed to any religion but and wholly devoted to devotion.
I can't believe I could have listened to Joni Mitchell so often and let her lyrics fly over my head. Maybe because I was obsessed with the idea of joni? I hated the fact that Kurt Cobain and I never lived at the same time but i didn't realize i could appreciate him regardless. I think Blue may be the song that perfectly sums up the last paragraph.
summer has been giving me insight and fun and i no longer feel left out. I've been spending it in maine and the air here is great. also just discovered LOUISE GLUCK and my heart is like ????!!!??! she makes me feel excited about aging because of how many things will stay the same. Does that make sense? comment with your favorite unexpected writer.
Here are some photos i took this past week. all with my digital camera!
