...to the mists of down below.
I see the rivers flooding strong,
and people wishing they belonged.
I see the rivers flooding strong,
and people wishing they belonged.
So the past 24 hours have been long. They have been long, delicate, surprising, deep, and exhausting. I was around people so like me it felt like I was looking through a mirror, rooted in some connection that drifted around the fire. My art spiraled, gravitating towards a third dimension I haven't seen since high school. It wasn't from me though, it was from something else, something I'm not addressing in my mind. It's too muddy, too complicated, far, far too soon.
Can a kiss from you rinse another from my brain.
Can we wash these floorboards.
Can we wash these walls.
Can a kiss from you rinse another from my brain.
Can we wash these floorboards.
Can we wash these walls.
I seem to be repeating old habits. The boys last year, their proximity to one another. Habits, bad habits, dirty rabbits. That's ironically appropriate.
For now, I'm concentrating on the approaching weekend. My inability to be patient has been crawling up and down my spine since I left home. I respond with what I'm given, so I won't write too much about this.
I need to gain weight. It can't just be a goal anymore, it simply needs to happen. I don't like looking this skinny, in all honesty. I want the weight I had at the beginning of last semester. I'll fight my medication that reduces appetite, and I'll just walk around full constantly. It's a plan! God, that won't be good for digestion. I can foresee that. It's necessary though.
Charlotte today was amazing. Michael tagged along, driving the two of us there and back. I felt at ease, being in the passenger seat. Sleeping off and on, listening to Alan Watts talk about a 'wiggly world.' My family was beautiful today. My sisters are moving into a heart home of their own, with large windows and rooms with nautical themes. Today was full of a sleepy inspiration from my family. And then swinging by Michael's, spending time with his mom who loaded us up with food to bring back to Asheville. She made me feel at home. I wanted to stay and flip through their collection of CD's. Or just sit on the red recliner and listen to the folk music blasting from the stereo.
Anyhow. I could ramble happily forever, but I'm going to watch a movie with miss Juice, and eat some popcorn chicken. Full of yummy chicken fat!!! Yessss.
For now, I'm concentrating on the approaching weekend. My inability to be patient has been crawling up and down my spine since I left home. I respond with what I'm given, so I won't write too much about this.
I need to gain weight. It can't just be a goal anymore, it simply needs to happen. I don't like looking this skinny, in all honesty. I want the weight I had at the beginning of last semester. I'll fight my medication that reduces appetite, and I'll just walk around full constantly. It's a plan! God, that won't be good for digestion. I can foresee that. It's necessary though.
Charlotte today was amazing. Michael tagged along, driving the two of us there and back. I felt at ease, being in the passenger seat. Sleeping off and on, listening to Alan Watts talk about a 'wiggly world.' My family was beautiful today. My sisters are moving into a heart home of their own, with large windows and rooms with nautical themes. Today was full of a sleepy inspiration from my family. And then swinging by Michael's, spending time with his mom who loaded us up with food to bring back to Asheville. She made me feel at home. I wanted to stay and flip through their collection of CD's. Or just sit on the red recliner and listen to the folk music blasting from the stereo.
Anyhow. I could ramble happily forever, but I'm going to watch a movie with miss Juice, and eat some popcorn chicken. Full of yummy chicken fat!!! Yessss.
2 comments:
The approaching weekend. Hollahhhhh.
im glad you had fun in charlotte with Pa and the sisters :)
eat indian food, that'll fill you up.
i love you and march will be here before you know it!
lovelove.
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