Archive for March, 2009
Friday, March 13th, 2009
i keep hearing all this talk about being the best.
the best tango follow, the best tango lead. the best salsa dancer, the best photographer, the best writer, the best singer.
i'll lay it out now for you. i've never really thought about being the "best." i don't think you ...
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Friday, March 13th, 2009
i name you precarious as you use the entire country of panama to blindfold my eyes and trip my feet because you are all i see. arms holding arms and hands reaching out for hands, i'm not sure or aware or strong enough to really pretend to be
it's okay though ...
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Thursday, March 12th, 2009
i have to figure out how to edit photos on my computer so that they don't look too dark on others. i always tend to have a less contrasty monitor, for some reason.
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Wednesday, March 11th, 2009
i'm dancing unconsciously again, to whatever music they are playing in the Starbucks downstairs.
my god, she says.
i wonder what your mother was doing when she was pregnant with you, because music courses through your veins like this unstoppable force.
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i think about the one a lot.
he's probably a poet, throwing verbal ...
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Wednesday, March 11th, 2009
"I must learn to love the fool in me-the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries."
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Tuesday, March 10th, 2009
things i do now that (or because) i didn't have access to them before:
- use matching shampoo and conditioner
- sprawl clothes-less on the bed after a shower
- eat sugary cereal for breakfast
- read trashy girly magazines
- buy jelly beans
- apply nail polish at the kitchen table
- read at the kitchen ...
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Tuesday, March 10th, 2009
i am tenor and trembling, and if i could build you this city with my bare hands you would understand the density of the hollow between my shoulder blades
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Tuesday, March 10th, 2009
"we spend too long thinking about tomorrow when we could be learning from the yesterday we wanted to be today. "
"No no, dreams don’t just happen. Dreams can be nightmares, too. But they have to start somewhere. And that somewhere should be now."
i took the high road last night, it ...
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