I just want everyone to rest assure that my birthday celebrations have officially set off in Australia and a few other token locations around the globe. As I was sent “Happy Birthday!” love from down under while our Aussie tribe sips coffee and welcomes Saturday... I dipped into a pub in Astoria with 25 beers on tap for a Friday night Cheers! The beer I ordered bottomed out the keg so my first drink was free!! Delicious apricot wheat...
I trekked a vast radius of midtown this afternoon, in stilettos, in the pouring rain, apartment hunting. If there were hills involved, I imagine it would have been uphill both ways. After one douche bag blew me off entirely, I came across a charming, definitely leaning left, five story walkup in Hell's Kitchen. A stunning Russian girl with waist-length, black hair greeted me in the building's doorway with, "Intercom speaker is broken so I come...
dear torment (i stretched) to reach: a snapped elastic. (i danced) to your sound: silence. i wrote you another letter today, it said something. didn’t it? even if. you are gone. an only time. where flexibility deceives: when it’s you. not me. not you. when it’s me. (i slept) to pretend: like i wasn’t changing. (i awoke) to your sound: silence. sincerely. yours.
I tapped into FollowMeToNYC recently and was greeted by 100 cult members visiting at once. This is a lot for me - it's like a million. This came at a perfect time where I'm literally in between worlds with one foot in Australia, a few toes on Manhattan, and my heart beating crazy for Berlin where I'll be in three days. Yesterday was the last day of my job here in Melbourne. It's the first time I've left a job that I actually like. Usually...
Nothing helps me make sense of a phase of life like ink. Not just writing... literal ink on paper is what I'm on about today blog family. As the world continues to progress into a digital abyss, I understand the handy tool of key clacking. Key clacking is sweet to a Writer whizzing through chapters or polishing something up to share with their cult. My favorite sort of Writing remains to be in ink, for a variety of reasons. I understand the...