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[Nov. 3rd, 2009|02:20 pm] |
Women When They Put Their Clothes On In The Morning
It’s really a very beautiful exchange of values when women put their clothes on in the morning and she is brand-new and you’ve never seen her put her clothes on before.
You’ve been lovers and you’ve slept together and there’s nothing more you can do about that, so it’s time for her to put her clothes on.
Maybe you’ve already had breakfast and she’s slipped her sweater on to cook a nice bare-assed breakfast for you, padding in sweet flesh around the kitchen, and you both discussed in length the poetry of Rilke which she knew a great deal about, surprising you.
But now it’s time for her to put her clothes on because you’ve both had so much coffee that you can’t drink any more and it’s time for her to go home and it’s time for her to go to work and you want to stay there alone because you’ve got some things to do around the house and you’re going outside together for a nice walk and it’s time for you to go home and it’s time for you to go to work and she’s got some things that she wants to do around the house.
Or … maybe it’s even love.
But anyway: It’s time for her to put her clothes on and it’s so beautiful when she does it. Her body slowly disappears and comes out quite nicely all in clothes. There’s a virginal quality to it. She’s got her clothes on, and the beginning is over.
-Richard Brautigan |
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| Life. |
[Nov. 3rd, 2009|09:27 am] |
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Things are going pretty well lately. I moved up to Salisbury beach, which has it's pros and cons. One pro being the ocean is 30 feet away, a con, there is no one around my age here and nothing to do. Also, a bunch of my friends said they'd come up and see me, have apparently lied, which is quite unfortunate. To make things suck a bit more the man takes my car to work everyday so I don't even have a vehicle, so if I want to go somewhere I have to catch a ride with my mom. Don't get me wrong I love the woman to death but at times she can be incredibly pessimistic which I have the tendency to lean towards the glass half empty perception which can be rather frustrating when I'm trying to be a optimist. BUT life on the ocean is very calming and makes the other things very tolerable. In other words life is good. |
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| ARRGH, |
[Oct. 31st, 2009|10:30 pm] |
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| |  dire embarrassment | ] |
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| | lullaby of birdland | ] |
I haven't been posting much although I've meant to or wanted to, just a ton going on lately, I know that sounds normal for me, but two jobs and a host of other things at once? = a ton. Just.. a whole ton. I'm irked that I happened to get sick, right while I'm trying to clean everything up so I can head out of my current job with a clean slate in a little less than two weeks from now. There's piles of paperwork that need to be sorted through and a lot of calls to make first! But I can probably handle it, somehow.
I've been feeling really bad about something that didn't happen recently, but it's just something that's been eating at me.. I think I've been trying to correct any wrongs that I've done on my end and this is something that just seems to always be unresolved, and although in retrospect, I don't think I've been that close to many people as much as I was just associated with them for a stretch of time, I feel badly for having been the cause of some resentments and because we know the same people, I just feel more awkward if I try to contact them because I know they'll probably want to contact them, too. And if we cross I'd feel worse, I don't know for sure if there's any serious ire against me at this point, but it's just a creeping.. regretful embarrassment, I guess. I've probably always been a little hard on myself, but still. I have these fits of self-loathing, thinking about how stupid I've acted and in such ignorance, the most I can say is that I'm just a lot more self-aware and better trained to know how to acknowledge people's feelings, now. For the time being I won't be on facebook. I don't even know if facebook is something that makes me feel closer to anyone. I don't really mean for anyone to even read this, I just wanted to talk at myself because it's eating me. And I need to get up in a couple hours to try to decimate some of the aforementioned paperwork, before dressing up for an open house.
*sighs* |
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