slick and sticky, she falls out of line too quickly ( Read more... )

 Halloween has so many memories. I would trade all the good in if that could get rid of the bad ( Read more... )

i can unwrite a poem with one finger on a keyboard.
and it becomes unwritten. 
i can break a promise and lose four months of work in a single breath. 
i can turn your insides without touching you i can 
spill you out of me.
i can send myslef into a darkness you cannot follow me into
i can keep myself there
i can find you no matter where you've been
i can ( Read more... )

in the every day of things ( Read more... )

I'm gonna get paid $60 a week to unlock the church and put hymnals on the chairs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Deal! GOLD, BABY!!!!!! I STRUCK GOLD!!!!! What a deal for about an hour of work!!!! 
something good always happens occasionally.

This summer is so much work. All we do is think about the next thing we have to do. Where do people find the time to meditate? swim? sing? cook themselves a damn dinner?

When there's so much stuff that just needs DOING, it's hard not to lose perspective, to lose insight, to wave off those things that are not immediate needs, but needed rests.

I wish ( Read more... )

I met a 3 month old who sleeps through the night. Jealousy drowned me. Need overwhelmed me. I am so sick of this. Every hour, sometimes. Next time I want a kid, I'm adopting a 2 year old. seriously. I am no good without sleep. I am just an emotional lump with dulled senses. Practically every time I turn around I'm wishing I hadn't made other plans ( Read more... )

today is day one of seven consecutive days of work...and I'm already breaking out the caffeine pills???? 
shit.

it is a longer way home than I thought.  but I'm making it.

Worry must be the thing we humans do the most of. If we wore our worries on our skin, they would cover our bodies like layers upon layers of sloppy tattoos. 
   I'd rather be making snow angels. Definately.