words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Thursday, April 10, 2003
i know, i've been serious, haven't i? for my whole life, i suppose, except for about two years in sacramento where i avoided much of my difficulties and just lived. should i do that again, can i live with such abandon? no, i can't. not now, now with all this weight. and yet, i dont' think i have to be so serious, don't think i have to ignore the blooms and the worms and the clouds in the sky. lately, i've looked at them with forlorn, as if they're a part of a different world. but we share the same world, don't we? so i've secluded myself, so i've drawn inward and inward, every chance i get. how do i push outward? or maybe i just need to enjoy a few things. this is not such a deep puddle; i was enjoying myself just days ago in oklahoma.
i am comfortable and safe here in my apartment, with my bed nearby and water from the sink in case i need them. if i venture outside, i have to deal with other people, not having everything i want, and accepting the world for what it is, rather than how i would make it. maybe i'll take my sillly putty around with me today, a piece of show and tell, a reminder that silliness is a virtue, and i have as much time as i need.
12:23 PM
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