and so that’s it for me and tumblr.
i’m over here now: somefellongoodsoil.blogspot.com
happy new year!
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and so that’s it for me and tumblr.
i’m over here now: somefellongoodsoil.blogspot.com
happy new year!
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every now and then, one of us will stop whatever we’re doing - reading a book, playing gta, painting, nursing jessica - and say, “this is such a good house.” its quite lovely. one of the best things about living here is the actual street we’re on. it literally has everything - best of all, a dan freaking murphy’s.
another great thing is we found this unlocked wi fi connection called “BMI”. i worked out that BMI stands for “Beau Mondt International” which is the bigass hotel across the street, so i don’t even feel bad about stealing that shiz.
now for the next few days we’re all going our separate ways for christmas. i’m going to albury tonight, then canberra tomorrow, then back to albury. huzzah for driving / riding the clutch some more ;)
looking forward to the house-warming / many a party next year. so in case i don’t see you, good morning, good afternoon, good evening, merry christmas and goodnight.
first night in our new place. and coronas taste like absolute RUBBISH!
this was written for my best friend when i was eighteen. its a perplexing thing to watch someone you respect and find a lot of strength in fall away. i think the second stanza shows that i was a more vulnerable and caring person in those days. despite how much i wanted to speak, help, vent, plead, i was willing to accept that i didn’t have the right words to say to just shut up and sit with him patiently in silence. true empathy, i think, might blot out any answers that a removed, non-empathising person might wish to offer. offering those things could easily turn into biting judgement. some times.
like by breath to a dandelion
the strong have drifted
to float without care by a breeze
of sentencing whispers
is foolishness i thought only for fools
not him
as the reflector
i fail to gather my emotions
to sheath them with words
and lay them out like clothes
and i am made naked
with him
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the new leonard cohen song is very satisfying. it sounds kind of like tom waits. and that ain’t bad. very glad there’s a new album coming.