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denver and maybe blue, but not denver blues
From the middle of Cali to Aurora, it took three days. There were panic attacks, crises of faith and Wyoming is far too large to contain such a stunning amount of nothing. The move was rushed, because packing was the last thing we wanted to do. we were able to get most everything into that uhaul trailer, it made my truck feel like a tour ( Read more... ) -
Real living life alive
That is where I closed it. Where I left it. All righteous anger and huff. Don't leave. Don't run. I keep trying to escape the world of people and my mind. Just really want some peace. I am older but much less wise. Some one else I couldn't make happy or make sense of or for. I just walked and walked and walked around san Francisco, all a circular ( Read more... ) -
Terrified to immobility
I am so afraid. Of everything. Of it all. Of people. Of failing. Of trying. It is so hard that I am reduced to utter stillness. It is so frustrating to have to psyche myself up just to leave the house. I seem to be incapable of the simplest of tasks. Getting my new glasses was an ordeal only in my mind. The actual process was pleasant and quite ( Read more... ) -
Minutia
Hope I spelled that right. I would die inside if I was wrong about anything. I was playing triple town or as I call it angry bears on Facebook when I saw that my estranged daughter was online. I got so excited and confused that I somehow changed the default language to farsi. I just got a blackberry tablet for fathers Day and have almost completely ( Read more... ) -
Moving
Going soon. Leaving california. Maybe for good. I really don't like it here much anymore. Been in the hell mouth of fresno for nearly three years. So depressed. So lost. But then it's always been this way. Gonna miss my daughter. Gonna miss my mom. I won't miss this town and I won't miss california. I am done with it. Sometimes I think something ( Read more... )
