i am home in Kentucky.
i never know how to feel about it. it's a mixture of nostalgia, loss, urgency and disdain. as far as emotional cocktails go, it's bittersweet and strong in a creeping-up-on-you kind of way.
but i get to see my dogs; my family; an old friend. so. that's all right, i suppose.
i don't have much to say. i think coming home always puts me into a pensive mood, an almost defensive stance. so i haven't much to share. i'll write again when i get back.
ciao, regazzi.
-Hyena,
i never know how to feel about it. it's a mixture of nostalgia, loss, urgency and disdain. as far as emotional cocktails go, it's bittersweet and strong in a creeping-up-on-you kind of way.
but i get to see my dogs; my family; an old friend. so. that's all right, i suppose.
i don't have much to say. i think coming home always puts me into a pensive mood, an almost defensive stance. so i haven't much to share. i'll write again when i get back.
ciao, regazzi.
-Hyena,
Being around my family always winds up bothering me because it makes me feel like I'm still the fucked up person I was in junior high, as opposed to the much differently fucked up person I am now.
It's also weird to be reminded of how much of my personality comes from my parents, as opposed to being actually original. Nothing's better for the ego than the feeling that you're a shitty carbon copy of your parents.
But ride out the pensive and defensive, enjoy the canine company if not the human company, and say hello once you're back in the big easy.
". they're all reminders, almost like tattoos, of events both good and bad. i'd never get rid of them."
YES. I feel the same way. I love scars.
I've heard about that tattooing scarification. I'm just going to finish the one 'real' one I have with a scalpel, then that's it. I dont' really like sitting through cuttings. The one I have (the veve for Santisima Muerte) is extremely important to me, but cutting (unless ritually) just isn't for me.
I'm hoping to turn the Blondie into Joan Jett