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 -...

mind moving

My mind has been on moving over the past week and change. The lease in my midtown tower expires come July, and I'm about to be out. Usually, when it comes to leaving the states - I say, the further the better; which is partially how I ended up in Australia for ten years. My heart exploded in Sperlonga, Italy and is beating on the beach's white sand - waiting for me. Therefore, I'm putting myself on a back-to-Australia-via-Sperlonga itinerary....

ten hour trance. suppression.

I slept for ten hours. From roughly 3pm to 2am. I woke up, phoned a friend, and sooked some more. However, today is Monday. I have things to do at work. I'm eternally grateful for a full-time writing job. It demands that I focus in ways outside of my ordinary thought patterns. I told the team of boys that have been holding me up all weekend that my approach to dealing with this from here forward is in one simple way: suppression. I'm not going...

he didn’t realize

The weekend is passing effectively. It's somehow Sunday morning... I sufficiently cycled another 24 hours of crying and sleeping. In my latest emergency call to David to cry about the luthier; he brought forward a new theory to my present state of disarray. "I don't think he realized..." What David was referring to with the "realize" bit, I believe, are my eccentricities. He reckons that perhaps the luthier didn't realize I'm quite... so......

“i’m pretty, but i’m loco…”

Namaste love family TGIF bitches... this week has been as equally horrible as the preceding. I've been writing a lot of poetry over the past 48 hours. I wouldn't say it's helping, but at least it's distracting. I pride myself on not taking anything that matters to me lightly. The trick is picking what to take on as significant while spending time on the perplexing planet of Earth that we share. Regardless, we all make our own choices. Recently,...
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