For most of my life, I held this image in my mind, where I would watch myself walking down a long corridor filled with a crowd of forward-moving people. The corridor was lined with doorways, and I would see myself get fixated on reaching a particular door, but before I could reach it and open it, I'd get swept past in the current of people. Then I ( Read more... )

Tonight I watched this episode of Squaresville:

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When I was 14, I got a random CD at a used bookstore, and I liked it enough to look up the band's tripod webpage and see if they had any more albums. They did have a second one, but I couldn't figure out where to buy it, so I e-mailed them asking if they'd sell me a copy directly. They were pretty ( Read more... )

http://www.theguardian.com/technology/2013/dec/11/guardian-10-year-blog-project

Three weeks ago, I turned 29. A coworker of mine pointed out that I had my golden birthday recently (I was born on the 27th), and she asked me whether I'd done something special that year. And I realized that I can't remember any of my birthdays since I turned 25 ( Read more... )

On my commute to work, I drive past a local theater. They've had a sign out for a couple of weeks advertising their production of Arsenic and Old Lace. I've thought highly of that play since I saw it my freshman year of high school. I decided to go see it tonight. I didn't have anyone to go with, but I'm more or less used to doing things alone ( Read more... )

I woke up from a dream in a dream to find myself standing at the edge of a bay, facing a shore filled with people. My scalp and shoulders burned in the sun, and the waves pushed and pulled at my ankles, as I stared at the strangers laughing and yelling on the sand ( Read more... )

When I can remember you, I miss you.

I am taking no classes, none of my "hopeful" jobs have resulted in any income, and yet what I still really want, is a snow day.

So this Saturday, I traded a bottle of wine for a frosty clean slate.

Serves me right for moving down south.

At some point, I am going to figure out how to listen to people, and hear what they're actually telling me instead of what I want to hear. Then I will stop hurting myself over and over again.

Apparently I am totally not qualified to have a credit card ( Read more... )