last night:
the usual debauchery until next to crack of dawn. met some good new people, even if they really aren't that great. had a good time, if not a bit isolated in the crowd. typical i guess. Nothing much to hide, but near invisible in the crowd. these days i'm starting to push the contact better. and so it goes. No sex, no piles of cash laying about. but good conversation, and some unforeseen reminders of the simple traps of perspective and habit. ow easy it is to be negative, when in fact there is no reason. Enjoy it for what it is. s'funny, i've had about 8 hours fitful sleep in 50+ and i'm feeling juuuust fine.
today:
downtown walkabout, complete with chill wind, bleak grey nonsky and a static of snow gentle all around. one cup of coffee, one ipod, one digital camera, one slightly underdressed me.
and so:
i am made of light
branches of winter
Cold comfort for the lost
so much Alaska in this shot
yes, it says w00t
spirals in play
there are more in the folder, enjoy if it suits you.
the usual debauchery until next to crack of dawn. met some good new people, even if they really aren't that great. had a good time, if not a bit isolated in the crowd. typical i guess. Nothing much to hide, but near invisible in the crowd. these days i'm starting to push the contact better. and so it goes. No sex, no piles of cash laying about. but good conversation, and some unforeseen reminders of the simple traps of perspective and habit. ow easy it is to be negative, when in fact there is no reason. Enjoy it for what it is. s'funny, i've had about 8 hours fitful sleep in 50+ and i'm feeling juuuust fine.
today:
downtown walkabout, complete with chill wind, bleak grey nonsky and a static of snow gentle all around. one cup of coffee, one ipod, one digital camera, one slightly underdressed me.
and so:
i am made of light
branches of winter
Cold comfort for the lost
so much Alaska in this shot
yes, it says w00t
spirals in play
there are more in the folder, enjoy if it suits you.
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I do not think you are an ass at all love. Well and truly.
~cheers
the tears do come, but what can you do? i have the time to mourn this now, so i am taking advantage of it. i'm sort of like a manic baby: i go from crying, to laughing, to needing to be breast fed in the span of 5-minutes...but the sadness is also mixed with much relief. since the consumer of resources has left the building i wake-up hearing the birds chirping instead of someone ranting. joy!