I want to become the companion of a space. To feel intimacy with a landscape. Isn't this what we all want to feel love surround us. To feel a sense of rest and richness where we are. It's greater than the love of another, it's love for being. It's finding a home, that can comfort and be there with out words or actions. It will never leave, never ( Read more... )

I never post here . My words just don't seem fit any more. As if some how I've become lost in my head and I can never put anything down on paper ( Read more... )

I never update, but I'm at work and have litte to do all day so I thought I'd make a little post. Summer is going well, very busy but tahts alright. Work sucks but I'm getting paid more than I should to do a job that I could've done in a week so thats cool ( Read more... )

So , I have no school. It's really boring sitting around while everyone else has school. I'm going to school to do some work because I know as soon as this dumb strike is over I'll be swamped with an overload of work ( Read more... )

I don't even know why I still have this thing . Its not like I can write. I relaly don't care anymore.

Classes are kicking my ass but in a good loving way.

Maybe more later , most likely not .

Thornhill this weekend, I want it to snow so I can go sledding.

Last night was a gay old time.

Amanda - Eric , Danielle wants to kiss you

Me- No I don't

Eric- come on kiss the Chops

Me- ummm maybe latter

Eric -My sideburns wait for no women

Life sometimes just falls into place with out you even trying to make it all happen. I have a group of friends who are funny , intelligent and make me feel like I am important . Theres a boy , who makes me smile. He may not be perfect but hes good enough . School went better than expected last semester , marks are all good. This semester my classes ( Read more... )

Listening to old albums you haven't heard in awhile is sometimes like talking to an old friend you haven't seen in awhile its nice and everything but you just don't know what to say since things have changed.

Sometimes I think about you. Its not all the time just when I've seen or heard something that reminds me of you, a song , a novelists name written on a cover or even the wind blowing the leafs in a way I know that you would enjoy. A smile creeps across my face when these things happen, these few things that seemed to make you happy ( Read more... )