January 2011
13 posts
It may be a problem that everywhere i’ve gone in the last 2 days, people have seen me and said “hey, you look tired”. Two jobs can be rough. Especially when one of those jobs follows you home and eats up tons of what ‘free’ time you have. If i didn’t really enjoy teaching, I’d have done something drastic by now, and its only been 2 weeks.
yup. i'm a professor (this ain't no poem.... it's...
sat at the bar. left bar, in snow and cold walked two blocks, uphill (drunkenly jogged actually) to buy my boss (owner of the pizza place i work at) a pack of cigarettes so i could bum one.
Knew the cashier (and his fiance) and he fronted me a gram of good hash (and smoked some with me) while i was there.
Back at the bar Kept an extra cigarette from the pack i picked up to give to a woman (who...
i would never consider for a second not allowing myself to fall in love. sure usually it feels like someone hit you in the face with a brick at the end of it, but thats part of the deal. There is something beautiful about opening up to someone completely, and knowing that with the slightest movement they can rip your insides out. that vulnerableness, that chance, is what makes us human....
To the woman who kissed me at the bar last night
thank you for reminding me what a woman tastes like
HEY!!!
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FuckyeahNietzsche
a glance back
I’ve seriously began to question the way my life has been working. This last year started as the most turbulent and frustrating in my 3 decades on this planet. I was homeless, jobless, lost, heartbroken, deflated, and depressed.
It ended with my having published a book of my poetry, being hired as an adjunct professor (having still not completed my masters thesis), and being reminded that i...
