woof. busy day. on all levels.

la brea indeed.

la brea is bulging. big ol’, thick, goopy thoughts that haven’t quite finished forming. i’m trying to figure out ‘what’s coming’ but that’s rather hopeless. doesn’t work that way.

well. today certainly lived up to its most fierce reputation as the eater of human brains and general evilest day of the week.

it’s 10:30ish. i should be in bed. instead, sitting here with random thoughts. i finally figured out how to get those silly horoscopes off my phone. but i’m now unsure i want to… silly synchronicities keep showing up there. they make me smile. yesterday’s was: “Something you thought was vital is going away — but you’re better off without it.” hah. so. i keep them. for now. hrm. i still haven’t watched ‘the science of sleep’. perhaps tomorrow night. it’s been calling me for a few days and i’ve been ignoring it. supposedly, the movie deals with hypnogogia. for some […]

i am beginning to notice something about the nature of connection. it very rarely is as complete as it feels to me in any moment.

i thought i was going to write something here. instead, i decide to go eat then go grocery shopping. marking the moment and chuckling lightly for the sense of la brea not yet to the ‘blooping’ point. air bubble rising from under eons of tar. wonder what it will be when it breaks through?

i really dislike money. i dislike it because often, i have to think of it and i would prefer not to. not as in ‘i want more’… more like ‘i’m weary of going without necessities and frustrated because so often, the only reason i do is money.’

you know the feeling you get when you close the back cover of a book that kept you engrossed for what seemed like a very long time? that’s the feeling i have in this moment.

short poem