Category Archives: Homeness
149 – And I’m back!
This street is dimmer with all the students on holiday. It’s an eerie quiet in my house, where I’m not even sure if I’m allowed to be. I can’t decide if I should put a record on or dwell in … Continue reading
Filed under Homeness, Short, Stream of Consciousness
111 – My body is never where my heart is.
2009, December 20 – 21:34 I have this yearning right now to go to a war-torn country. Yemen. Someplace forgotten. Someplace nobody really goes to volunteer or study. Someplace awful and terrifying. This might be one of those be-careful-what-you-wish-for sorts … Continue reading
108 – embouchure
I have this tendency, when I come back to Colorado, to remember that I loved playing music, even if I didn’t miss it while at school (see: last December). I think this is the first time I’ve consciously missed playing … Continue reading
104 – This is an old one:
Moving They used to be strangers who pushed a cart that held eight months of me like that stroller stored next to the cart I’m sitting in , returning home to home
092 – free-write reflections
Today I wake up intent on writing 250 words about the womb, or a basement, a cave. In some ways they are all very much the same. And I turn on a record (M. Ward: Hold Time, which I fell … Continue reading
087 – And don’t forget to floss daily (Permission)
Today I was indecisive about selecting a new toothbrush, because I am indecisive about everything, because transitioning back into a new yet extremely familiar organic environment is a little bit like PMS, or the entire peak of puberty, for that … Continue reading
066 – “Welcome to the Family”
Somebody said that at the first OA gathering on Sunday. I don’t remember who it was. I don’t remember if it was somebody I’d known beforehand or not. In “Diamonds” I’d called some of my friends “[i]n that moment … … Continue reading
064 – Goldilocks of Good Intentions
free-write-ish written last night… I have been exploring how much and how little it takes to love someone. For maybe the first time in my life, I’ve been consciously pushing effort into many of my relationships. I don’t know if … Continue reading
046 – The Goings-On
It’s my first Friday back from Colorado. I’m waiting impatiently for my friend to arrive from Denver, a high school senior who’s visiting campus for the weekend. He’s participating in a scholarship competition all day tomorrow, one for which I … Continue reading
Filed under College - when it was still a novelty, Homeness
041 -The Cascades are different from the Rockies
from my handwritten journal, 20081130 at 14:14 Here’s the thing: nobody thinks she’s cool. And if she does, then maybe I don’t want to be hanging out with her anyway. So when I’m talking to someone awesome, it shouldn’t really … Continue reading
