so many words.
bunched up in my head.
that
my lips
refuse to say.

Everybody loves the sound
of a train in the distance.

It wasn't me.

in my head last night.
it was fear.
and hope.
in that order.

it was honesty.
and
determination.

it was everything
that makes my eyes
so swollen.

it wasn't me.
it wasn't me.
it wasn't who i hope to be.

i hope that it was the last time.

Some people just make you a poet. They don't even have to try.

bullock

Thursday night I had a nightmare. There was a woman. She had long gray hair and she was screaming.

I am now sitting in east enders coffee house in riverhead. And she is here.

I always meet the most interesting characters on the train.

weekend.

tonight:
bon iver
music hall of williamsburg.
with my mustache.

tomorrow:
chris bullock (so stoked. haven't seen him in 2 years!)
riverhead to manhattan to brooklyn.

dylan is having a sleep over with aunt maria.

stephen. (it's been well over a month! can't wait.)
ana banana birthday bash.

sunday:
commute home.
write gerontology research paper.

current events.

research papers.
two.
one due tonight.
unfinished.
one due Monday.
not begun.
knit. knit. knit. knit. knit. knit.
trying not to purl at all this christmas.
i love.
sitting in my christmas lights.
and
baking cupcakes.
and
breathing.

parentheses.
ellipsis.
both spelled wrong on the first try.
in a message thread...

at the hop.
on my guitar.
in my kitchen.
my homey kitchen.
with beer.
and cupcakes.
and pasta with vegetables.
not in that order.

chapped lips.

super market swirls.
and
out of print cd's.
and
the forgotten cookie aisle.

dinner time play list.
with piebald.
and
going to california.

bead.
necklace.
game.
set.
match.

To-do calendar.

Favoritelight.

More progress.

Progress.

So.

I've become slightly obsessed with LOST.

It's due to the fact that these genius writers decided to create a show, and, in it, include references to just about all of my favorite things (still waiting for the peach pie and sloth references, but we have time).

You'd like a list? Sure. Here are some things within LOST that make it, obviously, meant for my viewing.

time travel.
electromagnetism.
matthew fox.
kurt vonnegut reference (in a Jeopardy game show situation!).
dean moriarty reference.
desmond.
desmond.
i love desmond.
ghosts.
backgammon.
books.
psychology.
parapsychology.
coincidences.
fate.
destiny.
numbers.
old cars.
boats.
the ocean.
the beach.
not getting attacked by bugs in the jungle.
classical music. Rachmaninoff.
the pixies, gouge away.
otis redding.
"Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I wanna go to bed, I had a little drink about an hour ago and it's gone right to my head..."
dirty guys.