Monday, June 30, 2008

MY DAY

I woke up this morning and stayed in bed an hour to finnish the book I was too tired to finnish last night, After I was done I lingered in my bed a while, I had recently bought new sheets and just put them on last night without washing them first and was enjoying the new plasticky smell of them. I tried unpacking those last two boxes that I've been putting off for a month but when i found the scarf I had been missing inside one of them, I got distracted and started playing around. Then I decided that I wanted to meet people right then, so I put on all my rings, which felt wonderfully strange because I haven't worn them in forever, and I went to this coffee shop around the corner that I hadn't been to yet because its cash only and I barely ever have cash. As soon as i walked in though I realized that a coffee shop is the worst place to try and meet new people, everyone was independently absorbed in there own things. But I always feel awkward going into a place without getting something so I got some ice cream because to be honest I don't really drink coffee. I sat in the corner eating my ice cream and watching the people around me who weren't really there, people in their books, magazines, work, phone calls. I was entertained but I didn't connect to my surroundings like I wanted to. So I decided to just do my usual city talking and go junking. Its a great week for Junking because everyone just moved or they are in the process of moving so there's tones of interesting things to be found in the alleys. I walked around a lot, it was really sunny and all my rings were shining and hot, I loved that. I found some really great pieces of chair that are exactly what I was looking for for a new project I'm thinking about. eventually I found myself back at home and eating lunch. It's kind of my day off today and sometimes I don't really know what to do with myself on days like these when i can't really get into a project or there isn't someone to go and find. a little later ash came home and we hugged and she agreed that the smell of my sheets was pleasant. But she had to go right away to meet mallory for BLTs so I just snuggled back into the newness of my bed and got to know my sheets a little better. When I woke up I still had an hour before I had to take the bus to get up to Andersonville to babysit so I decided to try and find Lakeview art supply so that I could get some of the stuff I want for the chair thing. But after asking at least five people if they knew where it was I found out it was a little too west to be going and getting back to the bus on time so instead I went into one of my favorite used book stores and tried to find something with character. don't you feel that? that used book stores are just filled with hundreds of dusty old characters? I looked around for a long time and finally settled on a book that I think I already have but i just really loved the feel of this copy. Anyways then I got on the bus and now I am here, the kids are asleep and I am using their computer because we don't have internet. I think i wrote all this down because today was a day that I was really inside my head you know? and all day I just had kind of this narrator track going on like a two minute delay reciting all that I had done, I just had to get it out of there you know?
see ya

Friday, June 20, 2008

Travels


Ash and I are heading home tomorrow. We will be in ER until Wednesday, see you there!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Location location Location


For My Mother,
Pictures of my New Place



































Monday, June 16, 2008

see sea


I am looking to find things lately if you know what I mean. Dizzy from the sugar, I am really looking about myself. It's easier to know the full value of the red of your t-shirt that way. I can see all the light in it, you know?

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Some naratives I've neglected

Pressing her body to the cool west facing wall of her bedroom

Emily seeks reaction

If only there was someone to push back.
Atop a row of comfortably similar condos

She rolls from one roof to the next
taking great pleasure in the gritty scrapes the sun soaked shingles leave on her body

with each slump and roll
she thinks,
To feel is to love.
She feels her anticipation in warm sacks of fluid pressing just under her skin.

Two small sacks under her cheeks
One pressing under her forehead
and one large swelling and sloshing sack floating in her stomach

This feeling is warm and might be pleasant it it weren't for susceptibility to sea sickness.

Walking the campus, liquidly heavy, Emily doesn't know what to do.