things do and don’t happen

October 14, 2008

I am some where new or not really new,  more like I lost sight of myself for a long, long time and I finally got myself back in view.  I will try to explain this later.  I went to SF this weekend and am glad to have gone, but not for all the reasons I thought I would be, which is a funny commentary on expectations. Speaking of which, it is a curious place to be, letting go of some expectations, which I seem to be doing around various things, like when I might get to see my girl in Western Mass. I keep purging stuff at my house and spending hours on end trying to write a little bit of a story I think I’d like to read.And I feel like very slowly I’m conscious about how I spend my time.

My fingers are corssed so tight that Obama can pull off a win here come November that I swear my knuckles are gonna break. McCain and Palin are sinking to new and dangerous lows and I can’t help but think of them as anything but mean little fuckers.

News for my friend with breast cancer is not as good as we had all hoped. It’s fucking weird.


2 responses to “things do and don’t happen”

  1. pep says:

    Sorry to hear about your friend. Here’s wishing the best outcome. I was going to say ‘best outcome possible’, but I’ll stop there and leave it at full strength: best.

  2. proteanme says:

    thanks pep. i’m still in a stunned phase, like this is not really happening right. and of course this isn’t about me anyway. best is a good wish. i’m gonna hold on to that one.

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