Last night I had a dream in which I did something terrible, something I knew I'd regret the moment I'd done it. When I woke up this morning and remembered the dream I felt a kind of relief that can only be described as nothing less than ascension of the soul itself
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I'm looking forward to this birthday more than I have any other in recent memory, because I'm going to be somewhere I'd really like to be with someone I'd really like to be with, even if it's only going to be for a few days.
Shelby Sifers is going to be coming to Denver in a few weeks, all because I asked her to, which is awful nice of the gal. I'm still working on finding a house to host the show - I have some ideas - but the show is going to take place on March 22 (spring break if you're a student where I'm a student) and she's going to be playing with her oh! map
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It can be extremely difficult trying to be there for somebody, always, and not having them recognize it as such. And trying to be something that you might just not be to someone else. Am I wrong? I would love it if you told me I was wrong
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So, I'm going to be starting up that project thing that you've probably heard me talking about some time in the near future, so if you think you're feeling particularly writerly and want to be involved in an cool little ongoing literary project, you should contact me and we can discuss it more. Thank you very much.
I'm still around. Sometimes. I still listen to a lot of music, a lot of the time, and I still read more Salinger than is probably good for me, and I still want to move to Japan. So nothing has really changed. Which is good and bad. I still miss S., most of the time. I still miss Courtney, all of the time.