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Monthly Archives: February 2013
The Journal of Falling Ice
as I sat on the train, commuting home from work, through a fake blizzard, i was overcome by motion sickness while reading an article from the peer-reviewed publication, The Journal of Falling Ice. I thought it might help if I … Continue reading
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Tagged blizzard, commute, distraction, face, motion sickness, reading, The Journal of Falling Ice, train
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my 3 attributes
rehearsed with our loosely assembled band tonight. we tried out one of my songs-in-progress… which meant that I had to act as “director,” a role i only accept with great… with great… um… what’s the word? trepidation? humility? ambivalence? (i … Continue reading
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Tagged ambivalence, anti-authoritarian, control freak, direction, focal point, generator, ghost, humility, ideas, performers, trepidation, undisclosed location
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scary
an odd day of feeling nothing absolutely nothing at all. i wish that would scare me but today i am not capable of even feeling scared. Which makes this all the more scarier. what if i am this way tomorrow? … Continue reading
unimpeded
why is there always this tiny part of you that is intent on sabotaging everything, now that you finally have things going for you, such as a job? why does every corpuscle in your infrastructure cry out for you to … Continue reading
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Tagged Grateful Dead, health insurance benefits, job, sabotage, stoner, weed, work
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gliding
gliding, simply gliding along the surface of things these days. i notice, especially at work, this gliding works best–but i still can’t get how other gliding people actually engage with each other. how do they do it? it’s this non-verbalized … Continue reading
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Tagged accidents, co-worker, consensual agreement, eggs, employee birthday parties, gliding, oblivious, steak, surface
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unliked
something is happening to my left shoulder. i don’t mean to complain about it. but on an objective level, i can see it does not like to stretch back so I can push my left arm into the sleeve of … Continue reading
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Tagged bag, car, complain, dislike, down parks, left shoulder, like, question, steer, stretch, worry
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a predicament
is shyness a disorder, a characteristic, a trait, a color, or something other? is it good or bad to have it? and if one does have it, should one pretend it isn’t there? And what is the best way to … Continue reading
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Tagged bad, characteristic, color, good, pretend, quality, retreat, shyness, strategy, trait
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the plate
my fall from grace occurred gradually and by and large, without incident. i can’t point to one specific event. Actually, now that I think about it, there may have been one incident. i think the year was 2000. i seem … Continue reading
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Tagged candles, chanting, falling from grace, fear, kitchen, levee, Mississippi River, New Orleans, plate, shards
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comparison shopping
somehow i gravitate between fears of the known and fears of the unknown. it’s hard to decide between them. especially when no one is around to give me clear guidance, maybe except for you. i try to imagine which way … Continue reading
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Tagged comp, comparison, exhalation, fears, guidance, known, memory, minutes, unknown
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are they gone yet?
Somebody yelled at me at work today. well, not really yelled at me as much as condescended to me. and that feels a lot like yelling. And my usual response is to curl up into a fetal position until that … Continue reading
no parking intended
i can’t seem to find anywhere to park and i have been wandering for 3 days and 3 nights, with nary a parking space to be found. all of my hopes and dreams pent up in this elusive parking space … Continue reading
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3 minutes
the city unfolds itself above me and who was i not to yield? granted i had often thought i would fold up within it but i have the dangerous habit of making assumptions when none are called for. but i … Continue reading
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Tagged answers, assumptions, city, conversations, eternity, questions, shyness, therapist, therapy, time, unfolding
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a hum
were it not for the constant slow hum drone of traffic, i would feel completely unearthed, disoriented. there’s a hum through my window, but it feels so so very far away. there are lights moving but i can’t tell if … Continue reading
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Tagged cocoon, disoriented, drone, essence, hum, intent, layer, lights, traffic, unearthed
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The Lost Pedestrian 