i got up at 10:30 am . i went to work, then went to dinner at 6 and then went back
to sleep till 10:30pm. between my first little nap and dinner, Dhalia sneaked
into my room and left me the papers for renting the house next semester and some
flowers, ten pink tulips. it was the last thing i would have expected from Dhalia.
but, throughout my room now, in 2 stolen vases, a tommy knocker strawberry creme
beer glass and a dining hall juice glass sits all my little tulip friends.
yesterday was sunday so i did sunday things. went to the ballet, saw a play, got coffee,
gave a kiss on the cheek, apparently stayed up way too long. such is life and the way you should live it,
i feel beat, but not Beat. i've strayed from whatever i thought i wanted to become, i taken
way to much of me and used it for something i don't want to, and i suffer,
my friends suffer, clients suffer. but such is life and they way people live it.
smack in the face.
i'm living with Dhalia next year in a two bedroom house.
smack,
my company relies on my skills(?) too much for me to be comfortable. people keep quitting work.
smack,
i want to draw, but haven't in way too long of a time.
smack,
i'll be up til 4 am doing other people's work,
smack.
why am i sleepy?...
sleepy, streached, confused, wondering, dreaming, offensive,
intensive, smelly, poor, happy, pissed, scared, scarred, in lieu, in Boulder, in love, in time <- exhausted
