novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- deep booming chorus my eyes feel sore. there are lines around my eyes like i haven't been sleeping enough or i have been crying but neither are true. i just signed a loan application for about twelve thousand dollars for grad school. i can't help humming i owe my soul to the company store. i am working on a short story about a pensive, thoughtful man who is strangely endearing despite his tendency to neglect everyone around him. he is still in love with his ex-girlfriend, i just decided today while mapping out a newsletter at the internship in berkeley. i took a different route home, up cedar, surprised by the beautiful little houses block after block. (things exist regardless. that's what stumbling is for.) 7:24 pm - 10.01.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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