December 2010
5 posts
My memories work best as a montage.
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I had forgotten it was Christmas.
Laying in bed reading far past the time when Santa was supposed to arrive, and I didn’t even realize it until I got up to stretch and shake nausea from my head. I got up and walked around my less than festive house, Christmas still boxed up, dishes and laundry still needing to be done.
It seems like the older I get, the less magic is in my life. What have...
I picture my life as a black and white photograph with flowing dresses and leafy trees. But somehow, color and denim just keep sneeking in.
Stream (Subtitle: Indicative post is indicative.)
I my mind. I have this wonderful little story-board of how things are supposed to be.
I sat in a parking lot tonight. At one in the morning I sat on a thin layer of snow touched only by the late- night patrons of the movie theatre. out of sight to most of the world. I looked at the eclipse and I thought about all the other people who were looking at the eclipse at that moment. I thought about...