in the middle of west street after midnight, i ran with caleigh and my heart woke up and fluttered like a bird ( Read more... )

i was trying for almost a week to write something worthwhile for creative writing class, but i was always typing and always stuck and always frustrated. paper saved me. on tuesday i woke up early and wrote the way i haven't since august, with real focus. i set two cups of tea on the window sill to let the breeze cool them and wore out one pencil ( Read more... )

i had a dream that i was at home, because at home actually means in the company of my most loved friends. someone told a joke and i was laughing with tears in my eyes. then i woke up ( Read more... )

tonight i walked home down clergy street after midnight, feeling safe. caleigh and i had gone to shauna's house, avoiding skunks on the way, to watch harry potter and eat icecream and giggle. i haven't had a night like that since the last time i was at school ( Read more... )

on my last night at home i met tim, brian and spencer for coffee, and afterwards tim and i drove up to chetan's house. he met us in the back yard with bottles of bud and we spent the night playing jenga and giggling, wrapped up in blankets in the basement. there was really no other place i'd have wanted to be ( Read more... )

today chetan took me to the cne and it was purely delightful. we walked through the exhibits and had such satisfying conversation, all day, about art and music and photography and summer and school and parents and friends and philosophy and the future. at the end of the night we rode the ferris wheel and i looked down at the midway lights flashing ( Read more... )

( the cottage )

a winter's day ( Read more... )

thursday night i dug around in the locker downstairs with my mom, looking for toys we could bring for a garage sale at sebi's house. i didn't really recall what was down there until i saw it, but every toy we pulled out made me feel like i was bumping into people i used to know a long time ago. every teddy bear. every little plastic dinosaur. and ( Read more... )

weeks and weeks of slow work:

( I WANTED TO BE A TEMPLE )