Last night I woke up at 4:30AM and could not go back to sleep. I was wide awake, my brain working a mile a minute. When I used to do this earlier in the year, it was because I was afraid masked men were creeping outside my window, ready to break in. I no longer [...]
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The Newspaper Said That God Is Dead
The day L arrived home from the war he felt alive for the first time in two years. He was coming home to see his boy, jump back into the family business and do nothing but enjoy life from now on. He was far from the fighting and far from the hospital bed he laid [...]
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The Road Stays the Same
This stretch of road never changes, only I do. Every twist and turn and is the same and will be for hundreds of years. Only I will go away. All the times I made this drive, I never could have guessed what the future held for me. Now I’m here and all I can think [...]
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Silver Leaf Wallpaper
Visiting home is always…always… I’m not sure what the word is. Every time I visit home I feel different. Like the arm of a clock on a different time. When I was 22, I was 3AM, when I was 25, I was 4PM and now the clock rests on noon. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve [...]
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20-Something, Film, Hipstercrite Life
Under Your Spell
11:26PM 10/19/11 Watching Drive and writing that post today really got to me. The LA in Drive is the LA in so many movies and was the LA in my head when I lived there, though it’s not the LA that actually exists. I’ve written about this way too many times before, so I will [...]
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My favorite time of year is here! The time of year where I no longer have to worry if my ass cheeks are hanging out of the bottom of my shorts. The time of year my frame is no longer a terrain of small bodies of sweat and dried kneetop and elbowtops. A time where [...]
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Sitting across the room from him, writing, listening to the consonance of alt-country, thinking how one day I hoped for a moment like this. How I used to write about the faceless passenger who rode beside me, out into the desert at night, the top down, thinking how there was nothing more beautiful than this. [...]
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Blogging, Hipstercrite Life, Music
I Died While Listening to an Arcade Fire Song.
I died while listening to an Arcade Fire song. It seems apropos, really. I always secretly wished I’d go out to an epic swell in A minor. The life soundtrack equivalent to the ending of a Six Feet Under episode. I wasn’t thinking about anything truly important that moment. The thought that Funeral still remains [...]
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