The thrust into adulthood has the ability to be the most wicked teacher. The move to New York coupled with my budding alcoholism makes me more self-aware than meditation. I’m going to need a swimming pool of coffee and Zantac to undo last night’s decision to dent a bottle of Maker’s Mark.
When I walk past [...]
Entries from August 2008
August 31, 2008
Individuation, minus essay focus
August 30, 2008
Baby anyone can change…
Thoughts simmer my mind, unchecked. I haven’t meditated for a few weeks so moments of self-awareness come coupled with embarrassment about my behavior. This is a transition, by its nature complicated. I will meditate tomorrow. I will finish unpacking…
My roommates are so wonderful that I want to say goodnight to them before I go to [...]
August 23, 2008
Diving into the Wreck
Rather than do the suitcase full of laundry at the foot of my sister’s bed, I’ve decided to exfoliate, blog, and listen to Joni Mitchell in this warm room with the door locked. I’ve wanted to be alone all day (so I could cry).
Since I’ve been alone I haven’t cried very much at all. The [...]
August 12, 2008
Distance has no way of making love understandable…
Megan
Got your postcard and I am glad to see you are getting an opportunity to travel. I would like to go to Seattle and San Francisco again someday…
Packing is an emotionally exhausting process that requires more beer and Doritos than I’ve consumed all summer. It’s amazing what gets lost in the books and boxes I’ve [...]
August 5, 2008
Feed the Whole Self
I had espresso for the first time this summer about three hours ago. & I had four shots of it.
In fact, I spent much of today channelling my inner balding fat forty year old man. The involved “ja herb,” a sex shop, and pizza; no exercise or meditation. Earlier I wanted to meditate on [...]
