So
pieces of you came back.
And they're just pieces.
broken pieces.
Somehow fate crashes in again
that you would call
now
My life is no different now
but it feels so different
We have nothing to say
to each other
now
You don't know who i am
i don't know who you are
Who you used to be
and it doesn't matter
Really
Why does it hurt so much?
Will it always?
stray musings and introspections stumbled upon in the stacks or the recovery period thereafter
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
memories of forever
call it
emberesences,
these words of mine
Sunday, September 24, 2006
what's going on?
I've been a bad, bad girl (well not really--but i have not been keeping up with this blog or anything or anyone else really) can't really say for sure what i've been doing, other than migraining--being in pain--and dragging myself to work--when possible. I've been reading some, watching movies--and i have a number of drafts started, i'm sure those will pop up here and there--not that it matters if anyone IS reading this but i like to have a record of what i've read for my own sake.
ANYWAY... what do you say when someone asks YOU what's going on, how you are?
Life goes on...and on...and on...
whether you're paying any attention or not... and it seems that i've not been
so i'm here
in a way
and apparently people have noticed that i've not been (here) because they've said--you' haven't written in your blog for over a month--i know, i know.... but what to say, what to say?
By the by, i was at a book talk given by Mary Doria Russell--great author by the by--highly recommended--and she was talking about one of the differences between Americans and Italians (in reference to her book A Thread of Grace) was that when you ask an American how they're doing we always say fine and when you ask the Italians they'll tell you--well i'll almost always tell you too--that is if i know how to.
So that's all i have to say for the moment--how about you?
Sunday, September 17, 2006
think economics is boring? think again, and again, and again, and again...
I picked up The Tipping Point: How Little Things Can Make a Big Difference by Malcom Gladwell after reading an argument in Book Club between Mel and Colleen about Freakonomics and The Tipping Point (can i be any more self-referential?) since i had really liked Freakonomics i decided to read The Tipping Point.
I didn't find Gladwell's ideas to be quite as new and thought-provoking as Levitt's nor did i find them to be quite as opposed to Levitt's as the Unshelved strip would have you believe. I did find The Tipping Point to be very interesting however and would highly recommend it along with Freakonomics as they both provide their own food for thought and make nice counter-points for one another.
Monday, September 04, 2006
my forever love (or what once was believed to be so)
i'm losing pieces of you
i can't remember
the name of your arrogant friend,
or that guy we dropped acid with, or
Brock's real name, or Bailey's last
name, or even {Kelby}~the only one i really jived with~
other things i'm losing i can't even
remember because
they're lost
i miss what i can't remember
i fought so hard to hang on to
what we had
to hold on to the
pain of losing you
and now i am letting go
and i don't want
to let go
and i can't stop
i can't remember
the name of your arrogant friend,
or that guy we dropped acid with, or
Brock's real name, or Bailey's last
name, or even {Kelby}~the only one i really jived with~
other things i'm losing i can't even
remember because
they're lost
i miss what i can't remember
i fought so hard to hang on to
what we had
to hold on to the
pain of losing you
and now i am letting go
and i don't want
to let go
and i can't stop
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