A feel like a stranger on a strange territory. I read these journal entries of yours months and a few years ago...perhaps they aged longer than you have. I wonder if these comments jolted you back right into the past. If you recall...exactly where you were at in life. I feel like I have fumbled upon an old journal of a man I have met before maybe in the 1950s...and suddenly I am writing marginalia all over his spine.
It's weird. I've checked this LJ so infrequently I never even knew you had friended me. Then a friend of mine found me and asked to add her and noticed yr name and checked out yr journal. In a weird sense that time, more than a year ago, seems much farther away than that. My dad is up and around and the relationship with my parents its more well-adjusted. My style of writing has dramatically altered in some cases as have my musical endeavors. But it's good to go back and reconsider these things and revisit them. I'm grateful to you for giving me the opportunity. I'm quite looking forward to actually having a conversation with you at some point in the future.
I look forward to talking to you at some point as well. I noticed your poems are up and I look forward to reading those too. I made a myspace account and added your to it.
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