DAMN!, do I hate nights like this!!

gotta shake off this ennui

returned to society today, in the glare of the winter sun, about 60 hours after withdrawing from it..a weekend spent attending to the sick, and overdosing on olympics coverage: in hindsight, it doesnt seem necessary to have watched the closing ceremonies twice on two different networks...just thought i might miss something ( Read more... )

'Toy is sick all weekend...not much to do except monitor his fever & give him med. if it gets higher...I think we all have 'cabin fever', but it's too cold to want to go out anyway...

just wondering at this age, if I have more road behind me, than I do ahead!!!?

a moment of sweetness from the olympics: a japanese figure skater skated to the music of Jesse Cook(e ( Read more... )

a thousand lines
of tangled black hair
all tangled, tangled-
and tangled too
my thoughts of love!

black hair, a thousand strands of hair, tangled hair-my thoughts so tangled, my thoughts get tangled!

and here is a different Yosano just for good measure:

to punish men
for their endless sins,
god gave me
this fair skin,
this long black hair!

SHIT! I just realized today, that yesterday was my mother's birthday...for some reason, I always get the date wrong (always thinking it is the 21st or 22nd)...now I must call her and she is gonna be pissed (and rightfully so-she is 50 now!!!)

as if by magic....opened the mailbox yesterday to find a leaf ( Read more... )

this Winter Sun is deceiving...

rolling around in the words of Byron:

Whenever I view those lips of thine ( Read more... )

"keep moving forward (someone told me recently, or maybe it's from a letter I keep rereading and it comes to me now as an actual voice- I cant remember)

yes, keep moving forward, otherwise you stagnate, and slowly give yourself to(some form of) death.otherwise, the current flows by you leaving you standing immobile...

yes, keep moving forward

on such a dark winter night (being unable to sleep!) the world feels like a room enveloped in darkness...one can try to reach for the lightswitch...but the fear of stumbling deeper into the darkness keeps your hands by your side...and you can call out..but the only response comes from the echo of your own anguished voice!