take it in stride

I was a girl scout, so while I may not be ready on time, I am always prepared.

rejection

you wear it so well!

which way are you going?

to or from?

like a moth to a flame

I'm a little bit drawn to dysfunction.

everything is fleeting

In an hour, I can go from fists clenched and fuming to laughing about it all.

When I woke up my life was pathetic. Now my life is just funny.

on a Saturday night alone / personal

it felt good to shower and get dressed at midnight with the intention of leaving my house.

i needed a a late night walk. i wanted to be around people, but i had no one to call. all my friends are asleep, or gone, or pregnant.

so i drove to park st. because my mom insisted that i drive somewhere rather than walk as i said goodbye. (but i'm a grown up)

i walked around the neighborhood a few times. returned some things to the library, watched the bros leave bars in packs, women with skinny ankles about to tip over in too high heels.

i thought about stopping in for a drink somewhere, but i only had $7 in cash with me, and didn't want to order something too expensive.

i passed lost weekend, cemetry gates was playing. i like that song so i walked slow.

witnessed a brawl in front of scobie's, and the dispersion of people when the cops came. that place always feels like a fight waiting to happen. in the aftermath, a guy limping across the street in his shorts and slip-on plimsolls.

10 to 2, everything was closing so i sat in my car.

then i drove to the base, past the memories, recent and old. i parked near the dog park, an empty lot tonight. across the estuary, barges stacked high with shipping containers. listening to the dj play some michael jackson on kalx.

the end

my phone

doesn't ring anymore.

incensed

and i'm not sure if it's justifiable.

Night

is the best time of day.

Hop on my train

it's free.

Red, red vines

Today I went drugstore-hopping. At each drugstore, a customer in front of me was buying Red Vines. One woman couldn't wait and was chewing on a piece before she even made her purchase. Apparently, Red Vines are the must-have item of the day.

august greetings

I dread August. The feeling creeps up a couple weeks into July, and sticks around until I can count down the days to September on one hand.

As far as I can tell, it all began in 2001. Maybe it's because it was because of that bad UTI I had in August 2001 (everyone needs to know :-D), or it could be remnants of the major anxiety I felt about beginning high school. But I did go to the Happiest Place On Earth® that August, so...

This might sound weird, but part of me thinks it has something to do with the angle of the sun. Just like I don't like January because it's too bright compared to December. There is something about August sunlight that I don't like.

That is all.