it’s been a day.

i encountered my acquisition impulse and played a bit with myself.

i heard from her, a soul twin, my mind’s lover…

i bought some used books. and some whiskey.

i napped.

i need another day.

walking
to the liquor store i wore his shoes. they are too big and i felt
comfort and love. i once wore his letter jacket and felt the same. no
one can really understand how this love works if they aren’t personally
privy.

when she called i felt boring at first and then validated
later. it seems that most of my life’s action happens in my head, and
that isn’t easy to tell over the phone.

i found a new album. listened to 4 tracks in the shower. steam rose and water dripped.

it should be known that Tennessee houses a replica of the Parthenon. and hank.

everyone wants to get married. me? i dream about it often. i doubt he will ever ask me and that makes me sad at night.

you
never quite know when inspiration will strike. and after a few sips it
all dissipates. don’t let anyone tell you different.

a day in
the life barely tells a full story without the burdened details. and in
my case they often lie within brain folds. gray matter. memory.

some day this will come together. like the water.

i am immersed.