With Regina Spektor, sillies.
This woman continues to move me like a U-haul.
if you must know...
I'm pretty content with My So-Called (Love) Life at this precise moment.
I feel calmer, more centered;
Yes, I've graduated him from the casual term of endearment, "boy", to the more Real term, "man".
like the beach instead of the waves right now.
Smooth, warm, stable...if ever-shifting.
Just spent 2 hours on the phone with the dear friend who lived here for the month of November.
Love that baby of hers.
And she gave me the BEST fuckin' epiphany just before we hung up.
Rock that shit.
It was so amazing.
And I"m going to write it down so I don't forget, and then
I'm going to go to Sh's house and play Tetris til the break of dawn!
The reason the universe has thrown this perfect man into my lap and then made him unavailable is that I need (in a desert/rain manner) to learn to be ok with me and I need the space to pursue my interests and spend time with friends and--
oh, this doesn't even sound cool on paper, but it's sparky in my head, so whatever.
The newest addition to my art collection:
One of my faaaavorite artists, who happens to have both a beautiful soul and a beautiful face to match her beautiful creations!
(for the record, I got it for a STEAL at on auction...)