Monday, December 28, 2009

Speed Reading

No one remembers you so if they introduce themselves again, just say "it's nice to meet you."

I climbed down the stairs and stuck out my hand for a little lady in a merry christmas, regular sweatshirt: "it's nice to meet you."

It took all of my courage to muster my invisibility as a pressed my shoulders against the white wall. I was in the dining hall of a smoky house era 1960, wearing a brown winter jacket and green Sorels on my feet. A strobe light illuminated the room. I was straight as an arrow, watching people in holiday garb stumble around me. I was there, by myself, haunting a house where nobody would notice me.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

I tried to sell my horse today

I tried to give her away today. Luna who has been my steed since I was 14, the chestnut mare with the flaxen mane. There is a classified add with her description. I want feel my hands on her neck. Back when horses were sensual and kind, back when ecstasy was feeling wind on your face.

There is an email in my inbox with her picture in it and a question mark. An arching, aching, question mark. She is your only animal, and all you want is to be good to her. Someday, someone will love her more than me.

I want to move to Peperell, milk goats, and cook myself dinner every night. That was summer. That was Luna. That was galloping up the hill and having to walk her back because she came up lame. I felt myself on her back and saw the earth as it was, and can be no more. No one is as tall as when they are on horseback.

And when you ask me if I will miss it, I can only say yes, I will miss those memories. But knowing that Luna is eating grass in a field and galloping happily in the woods, is the best consolance that can be given to me.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Loosing

I have a nervous stomach ache.

There is a parcel in the corner of my room with a card that I have yet to fill out. What would it say? "I feel you slipping away from me, Merry Christmas," or maybe, "I know you'll be gone soon, Hope all of your holiday wishes come true."

I wish I could take my intuition and drown it in the Merrimack. I wish I could pretend that I didn't notice this feigning interest. I'm all twisted in a knot. Why have I allowed myself to feel this way about someone? I am ruthless...I am notorious...I am about to have my ass handed to me in my own game (I think).

If I was 16 and on the train, I would be loosing at a staring contest with my reflection in the window. If I was 17, I'd been sitting on my hands in the passenger seat of a green Ford Torus. If I was 18, I would be in the cold in a basement, waiting to be noticed.

I'm 19, and I'm walking up a hill, and its cold outside, I'm shivering and thinking about how I would go to the end of the earth for you. I climb up the stairs, I'm out of breath. I knock, Paul opens the door. I go inside.

You are sitting at your computer with a word document open. I throw my backpack down on your bed, and you turn around and smile at me...

You haven't the slightest clue how I got there.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Last Summer


is a confirmed shithead. Whats worse is that I'll probably go through with everything. I'm heartless and evil and I hate it.


Right now I have to go loose another friend. I wish dudes wouldn't get my hopes up about friendships then SHUT ME DOWN when I wont date them


Didn't go home last night. Being driven to the t then i have work but i just want to sleep!

6 hour shift. I don't want to be working so much! but at least I'm getting paid mad bills/ i don't have keys anymore.


I'm really sad I lost my keys. I'm really sad that I dreamed about your dead dog. Today feels better but yesterday still stings.


I can't wait to go to CT this weekend. I'm waiting for the shit to hit the fan, its me getting what I deserve after all. It is all for you<3


I'm going to Peperell to feed the horses and milk the goats then fort fuck awesome to see atlas. Como se dice <3, en espanol?


I think I've been feeling so mixed up because I'm a jerk. I'm buying rolls of film today. I think I'm gonna take pictures in the rain.


I've got my hands on the one end, and I don't know where to put them :/


Just gave a stranger a ride home from the T under the pretences that he wasn't an axe murderer. He missed his bus


opening tomorrow. Gonna talk to some cutie on my cell phone before bed. Goodnight!


I feel out of sorts. Maybe I'm just inherently sad. I wish I knew why. I think I'm going to go listen to owen records and do a rain dance.


Maybe if it wasn't raining I could ride my bike, or use my camera. I would know what to do with myself. I dreamed about snow.


Fuck i should have never gotten in the car with this kid. He's a douchebag and definetely some weird sexual deviant.


I can't figure out if this kids dick is real or not. It looks like he stuffed a sock in his pants or something. It is bugging me bad

Oh man it is DEFINITELY a sock. Wow thats so fucked up. I just brushed up against it by accident Just met the nicest dude on the train! He was talking to me about the fountainhead. He was so glad i was reading it. Hope i have enough gas


Rockin' out to nfg of the way back to ct!s


Bye bye little red car.

I heard a rumor that my phone sucks, my car is totaled, and i'm quitting ct. And i heard its true. I couldn't be sadder about my car. Kate just brought me oreos and chocolate soy milk. She rules so hard.


gonna bake a big fucking vegan birthday for the best dude in town!


new car. my phones ringing off the hook. I'm ALWAYS thinking of you. and I'm baking vegan funfetti cake! I can't wait to ice it


Glastonbury? I had a super wonderful day! Connecticut till monday


Shaun's house.


I was played a timpini in that church. Litterally, it was a tribute to musical instruments and i was the timpini!


has a train in 50 minutes. My hair is starting to make me look like a poison-listening 80's bimbo. And honestly, I'm sort of into it.

oh man, I got there. There is no one else there. Just my big brother telling me I'm wrong to feel this way. I'm a disaster when I'm home.


I wrote him and asked him to tell me about living on a commune and hopping trains. I'm a hopeless romantic.

I wish I could hug you


I'm working 35 hours this week. I hope none of the other employees notice that I'm an hour hogger. Oh well, I don't do the scheduling.


Shaun Harle is my boyfriend and I'm sick of feeling guilty about it. Goodnight


I'm trying to decide on the correct time to drop out of society. Its too soon to tell.


Had the yummiest breakfast with chelsea this morning! Hummus sandwhich and vegan cupcake for lunch!


In dunstable. Going on a driving adventure by myself tonight.

The woods in dublin new hampshire

I'm at boyscout camp

had a peanut butter sandwhich for breakfast cause we have no cereal :-(. I love cereal.


Watching moving mountains sound check. Then dinner with mitch. Then train to ct! Then shaun :) finally!


I am 19 today


@shauntron. I miss shaun's stupid face already.

making dinner. swimming with kate. brother!

I want my car back! Btw: cinnamon buns were a huge success! I wish @shauntron was here to eat them all.


So I'm packed for tour! Just need to finish packing for college tomorrow by 2:30! I'm putting away the computer until I go to school.


Out of work! Beginning my journey

Now, looking back on it, I only really have happy memories. The rest, I've forced myself to let go.