it's 5:37 am, on June 15, 2010 - welcome to the new world.

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friends and frienemies, elsewheres someone quoted rumi -- "wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving, it doesn't matter". i want to amend it to 'wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving', and it makes me hopeful for the universe; until i remember that, no matter how sensual and romantic/erotic love certain translations of his poetry sound like, rumi's talking about god. and god is nicer than the average bear.

because of course, remy lebeau says, "some t'ings can't be forgiven, chere."

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spent most of the last six days driving around / melting in rural Tennessee. the gf and i drove down the same interstates that i saw oh so many years ago. I actually told the story about the one and only day i've spent in nashville was in an irish bar; etc., etc. it wasn't nostalgic or painful or, anything really. quizzical, maybe. erasure, like cement, hardens in time. that's emo enough to be a lyric.

didn't realize until I spent the early morning hours (god christ almighty, since when have i been foolish enough to do THIS) creeping on other people's ljs. logged myself out this time so they wouldn't see the hit, at least, which, thank god also for remembering that-- anyway. didn't realize until just now, from creeping on people's journals, that the only emotion i felt in tennessee was vaguely quizzical. like, 'some emotion is missing here, but the identification of it eludes me'.

there's a reason i'm getting a clockwork tattoo next, after all.

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what would sith be nostalgic about anyway - November 24, 2015
moving truck dilemma - October 28, 2015
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bruise - June 29, 2015

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