January 2010
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the first time i met john doyle. →
must. stop. flipping through the past on this rainy, quiet day.
but i found this. and this makes me so happy because just yesterday i was in a meeting with john doyle (for the second time… damn i’m lucky), and he makes me feel all of these incredible things i was feeling when i first read about him four years ago. and he makes me wish i could stop sitting back and soaking in...
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10/7/05
this is the crack in the sidewalk where bigger questions breed bigger answers and we are waiting for something to break the glass empty the void vomit understanding over the porcelain trap too taut for me to even consider forcing it awake …
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09/10
people here and there were commenting (lamenting?) over the weekend about how crappy 2009 apparently was for most of them. which gave me enough pause to give me thought.
technically, i measure my year from summer to summer. it’s an easy habit after so many years of school, and it just so happens that’s when our season runs. but i stopped, for a moment. and i thought about what...
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