Archive for February, 2002

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Thursday, February 14th, 2002

the best date ever

i love you.

but i love myself more, you have to understand.

i know love is a vague space, a shadowy concept; lets count the years it has taken me to say the above statement and not feel an ounce of self-doubt.

so on valentines today, im taking myself out on the best date ever.

with apologies to edith frost

Saturday, February 9th, 2002

with apologies to edith frost

“every where i go reminds me of some place down in texas…”

granted, my time in said state was incredibly brief, i cant help but try and link those brief moments to the things i am constantly surrounded on daily basis. the heat which pools up in my very windowed car, urges me to shed a couple layers of clothing and when the sun beams down, i’ve become completely escapist: tense situations have disappeared, pensive reactions are forgotten. i am sitting against a wall, in hundred degree plus weather, minus the sticky humidity of the east coast. i am nowhere, and i am no one.

“…every strip mall reminds me of my home…”

ah, truth! to live and loathe in new jersey, ive spent so many hours doing so; taking place primarily in spaces dubbed “food courts.” even on drives back to my parents home, im just surrounded by them; they are the lifeblood of this state, just ask mom and dad.