Thursday, January 21, 2010

Painful Nostalgia.

I want to shrink.
I want that uncomfortable feeling of sand coating my hands and sneaking under my nails. I want to run until my legs fall off. I want to put sunscreen over my nose before I go out to play. I want to ask more questions. I want to wonder more. I want to be called in at dusk. The kind of dusk where you can taste the air. I want my family to be together. Not just together but, happy. I want my younger brother to be shorter than me again. I want to call on the kids down the street. I want to call first
on the swing set. I want to scrape my knee. I want my hair to be in braids. I want to be a kid again. The knowledge of all of that being over is just...surreal. I can never get i back. It's gone, slipped through my fingers like jello. But a few pieces remain and mold themselves into my skin as painful nostalgia. I am no longer a child. I can finally reach the cookie jar, and for once, just once more time I'd like to have to climb.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

The Edge,

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Je pense que je pourrais ĂȘtre fini avec vous.

Thursday, January 14, 2010


Slowly but surely you're inching towards me.
Delicate, succulent, relaxed, inviting.
It's been a while, stranger.

You'll consume me eventually.



I don't think I remember what a good night sleep feels like.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Lucky Man- The Verve

How many corners do I have to turn,
how many times do I have to learn?
All the love I have is in my mind.

I want to open you up.

I'm dying to know what you keep inside there.
I wish you'd let me in, at least a little.
Talk. To. Me.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

There's nothing like a good sitcom on a bad day.

Thanks guys.

Deep at Sea.

"I am deep at sea.
I made myself break free
Of the anchor keeping me
Safe and sound in sanity,
Safe inside my old routine.

I am far from land.
I have left in my hand
A few grains of sand,
And I try to understand
The world in all its expanse.

Alone again, I hope to find
A greater kindness, peace of mind,
A faith, a joy in my core.
I leave my love on familiar shores.

I am deep at sea.
The waves roll over me.
Tossed among eternity,
I am as much as everything.
I am good for nothing.

Alone again, I hope to find
A greater kindness, peace of mind,
A faith, a joy in my core.
I head for some unknown shore.

I am deep at sea.
I am swimming. I am free.
A great love envelops me.
I feel a part of something.
This life, it is for living.

The truth is growing stronger.
My youth is getting farther.

I am deep at sea."

Those lyrics correlate immensely with my place in time. Or will more so in June. It's rather difficult to come to terms with the fact that a vastly important chapter in my life is ending. It's so scary to know that soon enough I will be completely on my own. But oh, the excitement. It's a huge, long, bumpy ass road. I actually have to start this car now. I've spent the last twelve years fixing it up, building it strong enough to endure the obstacles. I just hope I remember where I put the key, and I have enough courage to turn it.

Because, let's face it. I'm terrified. Bloody, terrified.

Swim, swim, swim.
There ain't a lifeguard in sight, it's time to save yourself.

The sun is rising this time.