pumpkins. staying up.

My weekend has been spent staying awake, carving pumpkins and weaving around midtown. I'm happy to have a friend around while I ride out the end of the most recent stint of terrible. I ate Thai food last night and laughed until I was lying on the ground in giggles. My friend put a pumpkin on his head to make me smile and carved out the face that I drew on another one. I love October in New England, it's special. Everything suddenly tastes like...

seraphic tumbling

seraphic tumbling The weather turns cold and brown. Eyes shift blue. I’m looking up. No longer at the ground. (Blue like the sky, not bark and sap - like you…) Beyond false touch or falsity of sound; This is me. Closed. You once k(n)ew me - unwound. My strings now tightened to an unknown tone. (For you to explore? While my wrists were bound?) Playing my song in the moonlight - alone. Cowards watch screens while the brave ones hit streets. I...

out snapping

I'm snapping out of it blog tribe. As a gypsy, minus my parents being 80 miles away - I don't really have chunks of family somewhere. If I didn't have a global cult of love-tribe who check in on me from time to time, it's possible I might be classified a recluse. Not that I'm misanthropic. Clearly not, or I wouldn't fall in love every day, and I certainly wouldn't live in midtown Manhattan. I love many humans, it's just that since my divorce -...

i can’t lie. puppies.

I think my abrupt honesty with regard to my emotional state can be startling to some people. I know I said that I wasn't going to talk about him anymore, I'm not. I'm talking about me... I'm still not good. Saying that I'm worse than I have ever felt isn't really stretching it. According to my best friend, one time I was worse. When you're 38, and rely on no one the way that I do - after awhile, you start to forget what it's like to need...

less face kicks

Namaste love tribe I have been sleeping a lot lately.  This isn't sheerly a depression factor - though that has slightly contributed. I lucid dream. I have since I was little. Some people argue this is a conscious activity opposed to dream-state, I've never really heavily invested myself in the debate. I usually dream about lovers. Since my latest kicked my face a bit, I'm trying to put myself into a state of less face kicks. I'm not sure why I...

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