December 2009
15 posts
A little bit older, a little bit wiser?
I think I’m wiser. I know I’m wiser. On what scale I base those decisions is nunya biz-ness. I look old, I think. Older than I should. I’m newly (sort of) 19 and feel that I look like a 24 year-old. If this trend keeps on keeping on I’m going to be in trouble down the line. I impart what little wisdom I muster when I can but find myself stumbling for words like an...
I've got some time
to kill. First of all, that is a terrible phrase. Assisted suicide maybe. But time is doing a great job at getting rid of itself on it’s own.
I just removed myself from a hot air vent that I spent the past hour and a half sitting on (and subsequently imprinting grill marks onto my ass) with two people that have, without a doubt, impacted my life to the point of no return. Not to what it...
“..and I loved you. I loved you yes, yes I did. But I was worried - worried I was...”
– The Calumet Reel- So Shall We
pushing and shoving
I’ve got this problem where I think about things way too much. Doesn’t sound so bad at first but it’s seriously crippling after a while. For instance; silly, inconsequential text messages that should be brushed off are not. They are thought about. Dissected. Mulled over until the meaning of the words is squeezed out of the font. Confusion usually sets in pretty immediately. Or...
“North by north— lest we have to settle down
we can sail without the wind in...”
– Faded Paper Figures - “North by North”
So I stopped
In the snow. In the middle of the parking lot. As I walked home through the dead of a Bloomington night with only my breathing to keep me grounded. The flurries coming down were way better than I remembered from years before. Perfect puffs of tiny crystals. I just started laughing. Because not only were my hands far past numb, but my face seemed more like an accessory. It was so worth it.
slow down everyone you're moving too fast
What a whirlwind. Time has passed so quickly since being at school. I don’t know what made this semester so different than the past two. I feel like I wasn’t around for any of it. As much as I have goals and want to see them fulfilled, I consistently complete the bare minimum. As much as I love school, I dread so many of the things that come with it. Complexes abound.
I have to...
“turn you over in my mind like you’re still in my hands don’t touch...”
– thao nguyen