July 2012
21 posts
currently flashing in and out of every level of my consciousness, my mind is a computer— furiously extracting each memory that has impacted my life’s direction, downloading them into the forefront of my conscience. residing on my lonesome, i’ve found myself acting in a selective manner when it comes to those that i care about. stepping back from the ubiquitous nature of my home...
just cried for the first time in a while. i needed it.
drove down to boston— an hour and a half away from where i’m staying in maine— to see saintseneca. a full gas tank and new car battery later, i am happy to say that i could not have had a better evening. between the music, walking around cambridge and where i used to live, and the long rainy drive back home, i’ve endured a roller-coaster of thoughts and emotions. with the...