15 posts tagged “good stuff”
and desperately listening with an intent i knew nothing about.
driving to work and 'eve of destruction' came on a radio station that i never listen to and i never would listen to except it is randomly programmed as button number five and who am i to say 'no' to the fates that program my radio stations and so when there was nothing but commercials, i flipped to that ominous number five and there was eve of destruction and me saying, i think i know this song, when truly seth used to claim that he would sing that song when it was just him and a guitar and piles of abandoned cars at the essential end of the world and so he practiced it constantly in new orleans while chainsmoking on our roof and drinking a beer while i would sit next to him scribbling away in my notebook with a whiskey and a cigarette and somehow this is what our relationship could be all-encompassed to was two people who were chosen to 'be' together, separate, and next to each other at a certain point in time with few to no pretenses and very little money.
i just miss his smile sometimes.
the reality is that my life has tailspun and gone all hooey, but not necessarily in a bad way.
the uber-busy and the swamped rejoice on a day-to-day basis for being given something to do or doing something they've even come up with themselves. and i follow along in my quasi nine to five with thoughts of sugarplums and whiskeys dancing in my head.
apologies to the ghosts and shadows for my inattention to the vague and unqualified as i excel and office my way forward in the world to just to bring it to a swift stop in a few months time. heaven forbid i stick with something longer than a song.
we're building our world on macaroni and cheese with a little taste of target shopping sprees. we take our sunday mornings with a bit of pleasure and plenty of breakfasts.
and we've nothing to be ashamed of so far.
if you want to buy me things, just click!
What food or drink do you love when it's cold out? (Recipes and recommendations, please!)
cadbury's drinking chocolate made properly on the stove with whole milk, and then you stir in many mini marshmallows and a shot of bailey's irish cream.
you don't get much cozier than that.
yesterday, i accompanied one of my favorite families to the zoo. enlightening and enveloping, and i got to have a bratwurst for lunch.
hahahaha, and that's from this guy.
What's the last thing you usually do or think about before you fall asleep?
i've gotten better at relaxing myself, especially since i'm in a stable environment. things have changed, and that's good, despite my struggling and whining.
i count myself off to sleep by walking down a beach and into the ocean, or up stairs into the stars, or by growing wings on any of my favorite people.
it works for me, and it's helped stare down my panic attacks and my insomnia.
Show us someone who inspires you.
What's your motto?
fuck'em if they can't take a joke.
