somewhere i'm not;

[luminette]

01 (adventures in mistrust); you keep too many secrets, hypocritical; don't ask me for openness when you can't return the favour and tell me these things i know ten times over anyway. (i have never been blind or stupid, but half-sorry for ever giving anything of me to you

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spring/summer'03.

[denais]

i like to think that it is nothing so strange. maybe that says something in itself.

summertime! yes!. thank you!

[luminette]

it isn't strange at all, i guess, but sometimes people think it is. and random conversations with people you've never met before somehow resonate ten times deeper than any old friend.

summertime. tiny brown freckles bud blossom on my hands. (last year a summer saved my life)

x

[luminette]

starla dear, i'm all alone

*

i'm not sure how catharsis comes from the experiences of others, but it does, and i'm glad that it does.

(it's wonderful to feel free. my own version of happy. i don't feel as though i need a dictionary definition of anything anymore, though it could just be the sunshine and the place i'm in and everything effortless; i'm ethereal.)

[luminette]

if i could swoop down to launceston and rescue you! are you totally stuck? could you not escape for a day, an evening, an hour?dog-allergies and backwater towns be damned!

ps; the bouncermen at the impy wouldn't let keith in this evening; we had to sit outside in the cold and wait for mark to drive up and meet us. and then we went to the picturehouse and it was full, and then mark decided he'd rather go home anyway, so i walked home alone (accompanied by ben) in the cold. wish you were here. x

[luminette]

oh no no no! if i was that worried i'd make it all secret ..... of course you can do those things!

i'm kind of bashful pleased

x