"think spring" |
Sunday, February 24, 2019
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Mindfulness isn't always the best approach. Sometimes the mind needs to hand the problem off to another source. The body has wisdom, too. So do the myriad of automatic responses each of us have that we'd be hard-pressed to categorize. In the wake of the intense supermoon, relax back some and let autopilot do its thing.
Translation: tulip week.
hot mama - brother woodman ft ethel brown
Translation: tulip week.
hot mama - brother woodman ft ethel brown
Monday, February 18, 2019
3-4 days a month, pizza and bugers are delivered (a LOT), cash is dispensed so they can go to fetch chocolate (bulk bags of dove nuggets, peanutbutter cups, haagen daz, and potato chips too while you're at it), I don't care if the house goes to hell, if we run out of clean laundry just air and rewear for all I care, and we bingewatch (Lorena is this month's choice). Now that they're old enough to put 2 and 2 together, the boys think a woman getting her period is THE BEST THING EVER.
"you had me at hello" so damn funny, the thing with the cop omg 😂
Sunday, February 17, 2019
here, another present
“I imagine the gods saying, We will
make it up to you. ..
Let me fall
in love one last time, I beg them.
Teach me mortality, frighten me
into the present. Help me to find
the heft of these days. That the nights
will be full enough and my heart feral.”
Jack Gilbert, I Imagine the Gods
Saturday, February 16, 2019
"No one could go back and change anything—not what you said and wished you had not, not what you did or did not do, not what someone else did that you would have stopped if only you’d known. There was no knowing." Gone So Long, Andre Dubus III
Suddenly, I am bringing this writer to campus next month. I saw him read years ago. I was alone in Boston. I was supposed to be with someone but we never did make it to that city together. I took a pic of myself in the king sized bed. My toes were painted sky blue to match the May sky. Trainwreck was on his honeymoon, thinking of me, getting his photo taken by a bartender. I floated from room to room, listening to academic papers on American literature, wearing a sheer maxi dress and cowboy boots, defiant. I bought Townie and read it sprawled naked across a bed the size of of a ship, vowing not to go back to that damn city by myself ever again and I never did. Now I am nestled in my bed reading Dubus' most recent book, alone, my valentines present to myself. It is a novel with daddy issues at the heart of plot. The circumstances of the writer coming to me in March are completely arbitrary, not related to any of that history, and it is a total accident also that the philosophy books I have been reading and quoting from lately are written by a coworker of his. I will ask him: Hey Andre, fellow daddy issue warrior, is that coworker of yours insufferably happily married or what?!?!
Suddenly, I am bringing this writer to campus next month. I saw him read years ago. I was alone in Boston. I was supposed to be with someone but we never did make it to that city together. I took a pic of myself in the king sized bed. My toes were painted sky blue to match the May sky. Trainwreck was on his honeymoon, thinking of me, getting his photo taken by a bartender. I floated from room to room, listening to academic papers on American literature, wearing a sheer maxi dress and cowboy boots, defiant. I bought Townie and read it sprawled naked across a bed the size of of a ship, vowing not to go back to that damn city by myself ever again and I never did. Now I am nestled in my bed reading Dubus' most recent book, alone, my valentines present to myself. It is a novel with daddy issues at the heart of plot. The circumstances of the writer coming to me in March are completely arbitrary, not related to any of that history, and it is a total accident also that the philosophy books I have been reading and quoting from lately are written by a coworker of his. I will ask him: Hey Andre, fellow daddy issue warrior, is that coworker of yours insufferably happily married or what?!?!
Monday, February 11, 2019
Sunday, February 10, 2019
"In your group, for example, there are four couples and your wife. All of them have found love. That’s why they can share such a positive vibration with me. But I’m on my own.. So I’d prefer to accept my loneliness. If I try to run away from it now, I’ll never find a partner again. If I accept it, rather than fight against it, things might change. I’ve noticed that loneliness gets stronger when we try to face it down but gets weaker when we simply ignore it." The Witch of Portobello (PS) Paulo Coelho
Thursday, February 07, 2019
“Mingle the starlight with your lives and you won’t be fretted by trifles.” Maria Mitchell
I know who is going to win the left/right battles raging across this country. I know who will win Brexit and punative absurd migration policies (moving around is not just a right, it IS) and every other giant fuck you that people are intent upon hurling at one another. The planet, that's who will win.
These are the residents of this place. They're chatting out there. As I merely fleet.
How trees talk but not to you.
I know who is going to win the left/right battles raging across this country. I know who will win Brexit and punative absurd migration policies (moving around is not just a right, it IS) and every other giant fuck you that people are intent upon hurling at one another. The planet, that's who will win.
These are the residents of this place. They're chatting out there. As I merely fleet.
How trees talk but not to you.
Sunday, February 03, 2019
reading in my supersudsbowl
"She takes his shaking hand in the dark. It feels good, like a root must feel, when it finds, after centuries, another root to pleach to underground. There are a hundred thousand species of love, separately invented, each more ingenious than the last, and every one of them keeps making things." The Overstory, Richard Powers
Beautiful
Beautiful
I wish - ninja sex party