au revoir (sept.)

put on that sweater, lace up those boots, lets stake our claim below that umbrella.

daydreaming i am, thank you for this

between november 10th and 11th

tonight the moon is quite bright. it illuminates the normally blindingly dark path from the alley to the door. all the stars have a faint and subtle hint of blue, piercing though the crisp and still air. it is funny yet startling, how the weather, something so mundane, beautiful, and cliché to discuss, can affect ones mind, body, and heart. the way the sharpness of a cold clear night air evokes the urge to bundle underneath your warmest blanket and to never move again, to scrutinize every choice you have ever made, and to finally accept the soreness of your joints. or how it can inspire night walks, down a deserted street, through a deserted park, under a deserted gazebo, where you feel paranoid, yet free with every click from the heel on your boot, through a once familiar city. upon returning through the eerily silent streets, searching for the light through the gap between the door and the porch, where the substitue for warmth resides, my mind lingers, but more accurately, returns, as always, to thoughts of you.

ho ritornato qui

[one year ago. nothing and everything has changed]

"sentimental heart" by she & him

cried all night till there was nothin' more
what use am I as a heap on the floor?

heaving devotion but it's just no good
takin' it hard just like you knew I would
oh, oh, old habits die hard
when you got, when you got a sentimental heart
piece of the puzzle
and you're my missing part

oh, what can you do with a sentimental heart?

easily overwhelmed

my daily regimen of searching for and discovering inspirational things seems to be more hurtful than helpful; i become overwhelmed with possibilities, aesthetics, and seemingly more intriguing people and things that i feel i can never compete with... so rather than trying to compete i simply don't. this is not how i wish to lead my life, so i'm going to try to just do what i do and hope it's satisfying, and, if i can venture to be optimistic, maybe even good.

[self portrait circa '06, still applicable]