Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
I wish I was out walking with Melvin. Running through grass, the wind blowing through our hair, birds tweeting at the delight, soft music playing in the background. Everyday would be like a love montage in a film with an exuberant amount of slow motion. We are going to be happy one day Melvin, and I can't wait.
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Saturday, September 25, 2010
I. Love. Books.
I recently purchased 'Of The Abuse Of Words' by John Locke. Its quite fascinating, according to Mr. Locke, 'If a man thinks without knowing it, the sleeping and waking man are two persons'. How insightful!
This my friends is Brittany. We have shared seventeen years together and even though I don't particularly like the dress she wears or her name, I love her. I like that the fur on her legs that is rarely seen is so soft and newer looking than the rest of her fur. I like that she fits perfectly in my arms as I go to sleep, and that despite she is so good to hug I find her on the other side of the bed in the morning, or even on the ground. I hope you enjoyed getting clean today.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it's alright.
Little darling it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling it feels like years since its been here
here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say its alright.
- Here Comes the Sun, The Beatles.
Today I graduated High School. I shall miss my friends but I am looking forward to the journey ahead.
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Monday, September 13, 2010
"the general impression I desire to convey is of a side door crashing open in life's full flight, and a rush of roaring black time drowning with its whipping wind the cry of lone disaster"
-from Vladimir Nabokov's Lolita.
Monday, September 6, 2010
... to twist the night away. I have never been dancing. I haven't done a lot of things that I thought I would have by this age.
T. S. Eliot and Tennyson have a power of words over me that I cannot explain. Sam Cooke makes me feel that there is love. Disrespected books make me want to weep. My ability to make tasty guacamole makes me proud.
"Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead" - Oscar Wilde.
Oh how things can change in a week. The blossoms have bloomed, as pretty as ever. The sun shines and all is well. Sam Cooke is live at the Harlem Square Club in 1963, in my living room. Chai is running through my veins and chills are running up my spine. Spring, you are the finest season of all. "I love you for sentimental reasons" do do do.