the past few days have been something out of whats become to be ordinary. i can't really put my finger on it, but i feel like something changed.
lets work backwards...
today, my brother drove me back to boston. my brother and i dont get along that often, but we bonded in the car. when i stopped to buy cigarettes, the cashier called me "hun". we stopped for some food, and the cashier winked at me. walking to my hm interview, a food service man stopped to stare at me.
guess its a good day.
yesterday was beautiful. i stayed awake all through the night and watched the sun rise. i was out the door by seven thirty. i'm not a sun-loving person, but that morning was just golden and warm. i spent the entire morning in the library and wandering downtown troy. words fail me.
i also finally sent my hvcc transcripts out. avoided seeing people i knew, but got caught anyway. joe invited me to audition for a summer production at hvcc, and if i am around, i will. john is going to be famous (according to him).
went to visit the baby. i love the baby. usually babies terrify me. i'm scared of dropping them, displeasing them... but tim was tiny and soft and warm and i just had to hold him.
yesterday evening... i was graced with face's presence. we had a grand old time. we had a dance party, where i unleashed my new "middle aged man wasted in margaritaville" move, which will never be seen by anyone else. he threw me against my wall, just to keep the record of ALWAYS hurting me when we're together. usually, its a punch in the eye. he's going to come visit boston for my birthday.
...so i've had a couple fantastic days. i'm happy. i brought my sheet music back with me.
this entry is too long. a ghost is born.
lets work backwards...
today, my brother drove me back to boston. my brother and i dont get along that often, but we bonded in the car. when i stopped to buy cigarettes, the cashier called me "hun". we stopped for some food, and the cashier winked at me. walking to my hm interview, a food service man stopped to stare at me.
guess its a good day.
yesterday was beautiful. i stayed awake all through the night and watched the sun rise. i was out the door by seven thirty. i'm not a sun-loving person, but that morning was just golden and warm. i spent the entire morning in the library and wandering downtown troy. words fail me.
i also finally sent my hvcc transcripts out. avoided seeing people i knew, but got caught anyway. joe invited me to audition for a summer production at hvcc, and if i am around, i will. john is going to be famous (according to him).
went to visit the baby. i love the baby. usually babies terrify me. i'm scared of dropping them, displeasing them... but tim was tiny and soft and warm and i just had to hold him.
yesterday evening... i was graced with face's presence. we had a grand old time. we had a dance party, where i unleashed my new "middle aged man wasted in margaritaville" move, which will never be seen by anyone else. he threw me against my wall, just to keep the record of ALWAYS hurting me when we're together. usually, its a punch in the eye. he's going to come visit boston for my birthday.
...so i've had a couple fantastic days. i'm happy. i brought my sheet music back with me.
this entry is too long. a ghost is born.
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eye sex?
you are saved.