galaxy42

Love..?

Is it? Was it? Might it be in the future?
I'm living a life in limbo at the moment.
Hard to tell which--if any--of the three it could (have) be(en).


I (en)joy speak(ing) in (parent)hetical snippet(s).

Portland seems so far away right now. I feel lost. Ohio is an empty place. There isn't much for me here. I visited my grandfather in the hospital today. He spoke of the children in a painting on the wall, and how their expressions seemed to change every time he looked at it. The painting was of two flowers. No kids. No expressions. I guess I made the right call by moving home when I did. He's not really playing on the same plane of consciousness as the rest of the world right now. I don't know where he is. I'd like to go find him, but I'm not sure that I'd make it back if I tried.

I'm going to keep my eye on airfare for weekend trips to Portland. I don't like being stretched out over two distinctly different lives. Save me a seat at the BridgePort, Doc...