It takes a long time for the heart to catch up with the brain. Maybe not so much to catch up, but to adjust to the reality of the present. On facebook the other day, the site so kindly offered
Infinite shades of grey. That’s how the world is. Not sure that even the blackest black is all that, nor the white. Well, maybe there are some absolutes. I was dorm queen at the Pennsylvania Governor’s School of the Arts
Brought back from the edge. It’s hard to live in ambiguity. But worse, maybe to say, you are nothing to me. And so saying, end it all. True there is clarity, but there is also the void.
There is this flare of anger. Liz P told me that she used to pick fights with Ricky before he went on tour. It was like clockwork. It’d culminate in a fight before he left. She said it was so
A student stopped by. I hadn’t seen him since last semester when he was in my class. “I never got a chance to tell you, but you helped me when I was pretty low. It meant a lot. Just wanted
Cleaning house is healing. Is it exerting order in whatever way one can? Or just that a clean house has a better feel? In any case, it is an opportunity to purge. Out! Out! Sanctify.
10 o’clock and all is sad But that wasn’t the feeling at 5 or 2 or 11. So I remind myself that the hand on the clock will move, and as it does, so does the wave of feeling. I
It came up as I complained about trying to date. It’s work. It’s like a series of interviews. I answer, “Someone who it’s easy to be around…where the conversation just flows, and the silences are comfortable.” And we talked about