October 2011
5 posts
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three...”
– Keats
see what you don’t realize is ever since we left our mothers’ wombs, covered in blood and tears, we’ve been floating out to sea. at first we just drifted, searched for a pulsing light or the silhouettes of land. and soon after, we started to throw our lines out into the darkness, blindly casting them in every direction.
and then we sat and waited. and we waited and waited...
“Zucchini:
I’ve fallen in love with Brooklyn, and the risky, yellow ledges of...”
– Major Jackson
second cup studying: a session on love
we have wasted centuries trying to solve love like it is last sunday’s crossword puzzle. we ruminate, calculate, psychoanalyze and genetically screen love until it’s stripped down to irrelevant prime numbers. it is a billion dollar cold case that we refuse to close.
and somewhere out there someone is getting a good laugh out of us. because they know that love is chaos. a wild...
a note to no one
now look here, old sport, if we want this relationship to last, we need to lay down some ground rules. there are things you should know. big things. things that will make you run away or refresh this page. simply put, i don’t want to waste your time, give you false hope, let go of your hand when you need it the most.
we need to see each other as business partners, got it?. we’re not...