I want to write letters. I remember when I was younger I lived in an apartment and a girl across the hall's mail would get put in my box accidently. They were always beautiful, colorful, drawn, splattered, and love made envelopes. I want to write letters like that and get letters like that. Want to?
So, I worked a stupidly long day today. But I have tomorrow off so thank the gods.
I went to Yosemite a few days before three people were swept away by a waterfall. Yosemite felt like an amusement park. I really didn't like it. Its amazinging beautiful, but also something else. I felt bad for the animals, the deer getting fed bread by fat little children.
My boyfriend turns 27 tomorrow.
Amy Winehouse died yesterday, along with a local guy with addiction issues in my hometown. It hurts my heart, but also I hope these souls find power and peace in their next venture in time and space.
Times are weird and if I have to deal with one more fucking customer that doesn't know what size coffee they want after waiting in line for a half hour, something will happen to me. For better or worse.
1 comment:
i love this post. i quoted you on my own blog. i am reading a book that is kind of about yosemite, about that ranger who went missing. it is fascinating. he grew up in yosemite in the 50s and it was already becoming a total amusement park of tourists. darin and i haven't ever even gone there together. every time we are thinking about it we go, it's gonna be sooooo crowded and decide not to. but i want to do some hiking around the eastern side. i don't even have much desire to go down in the valley unless i could figure out how to escape the crowds.
by the way i have a whole post coming about The Same River Twice. i am OBSESSED> it is incredible and heartfelt and so fun to watch. thanks so much. i am buying it for myself too!
see you soon i hope.
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