Tag Archives: friends

Back in the Bardo, again

It’s official. I’ve returned to the Bardo after an extended absence. Actually I’ve been here for at least a month but it’s taken me at least a month to realize it. But here I am. My imaginary home is a … Continue reading

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Boston social life

it’s beginning to look like i’m making some headway in my quest to find friends, to connect with other sentient beings as i drift through this strange land where i always feel like a stranger. but then i remember that … Continue reading

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983 days

I went to a┬áconcert in this cafe in Cambridge last night, contemporary music for flute and piano. It was great. Very informal. 9 people in the audience. They served beer. Even though I do not drink beer, I appreciated the … Continue reading

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sweater gazing

i’ve begun to notice that most of my sweaters are old and threadbare and have littles holes here and there. i am comfortable in them, but when i imagine how they might look to somebody who is not me, it … Continue reading

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the unforgiven

i know this (among many other things) might sound really insecure, but whenever I send out a message–voice or email–to a friend who does not respond, i somehow convince myself that i have said or done something terribly, heinously and … Continue reading

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on the terrace

at my friend c’s party tonight. i was secretly hoping that i would not be able to find anywhere to park and that this would be my excuse for missing it. but that was not to be. i never ever … Continue reading

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fewer friends

the subway was packed to the gills, more packed than the usual rush hour kind of packed. i barely had room to find a handle and when i did, it was only by the tips of my fingers. as the … Continue reading

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the blemish

another predicament. i really truly want to get my writing out there in the world, but i fear if i lose my anonymity, i may lose my job, lose my friends, hurt certain members of my family. this blog could … Continue reading

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where i am

when i look back upon my blog posts, it pains me to notice how repetitive i can be… writing the same things over and over again using different words in different combinations … but always always the same things. such … Continue reading

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anticipatory anxiety

i can’t figure out why i feel so annoyed today. is it too simplistic to place the blame on Starbucks who now wants to charge me 20 cents extra for decaff when it is i who should be charging them … Continue reading

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strange and alarming

forgive me, for i have misspoke. again and again i have misspoken. my lack of eloquence since the holidays began and into these first days of 2013 has been strange and alarming. it’s not exactly a matter of saying things … Continue reading

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the problem with me being me is me

i feel awkward writing about the same things over and over again. it’s just that when i think of something different, I forget to write it down. or else i dream it and forget to write it down. so i … Continue reading

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the 147 bus

but first, i must apologize for venting bitterness in my previous post. as far as i can see, it did not serve either of us very well, and for that, I can only call upon your forgiveness. and second, i … Continue reading

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the wisp

my car nearly exploded as i ascended the parking garage, all the way up to the 13th floor, on my way to another job interview. i arrived just in the nick of time. but i came out of it as … Continue reading

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Combatants

It’s too noisy in here. in this room. in this head. constant din and clatter. seriously agitated all day, ever since last night when a friend gave me some advice that is the complete opposite of my instincts, that is … Continue reading

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