Reconciling Saints

I'm out of cigarettes and I hate it. It's not that I need them to survive, or even to spend an evening... they would just be nice in my little evening of trying to figure things out.

"Here inside me
Deep and hollow
The sound that no other sound can follow..."

I'm letting go tonight, kids. Why? Because I can. It's rather freeing, really. I can still depend on me to be me. I miss the friends that I had to be able to call on tonight. I tried to talk to Markie (don't tease me!), Leigh, David.... and yes even Heir Clouse.

"I know the pain
Before the wound...."

Today I sat there and realized the bridges that I had burned. Sooooo many. Not on purpose, mind you. Some I just never got to explain. THOSE are especially NOT my fault, and I would very much like to fix them. I just... I just don't know that I can at this point.

In case you haven't guessed, Stephen's not home and I'm just dealing with me on a one-to-one basis. What I've discovered???

A LOT!

It's also pretty much in a "miss my friends" period. It's hard to know where and who your friends are when you're me.

...

Also, one cannot trust music. It alters and differs and means different things to different people.

OK!
I have signed up for NaNoWriMo! YAY!

I had an epiphany tonight ... and yes, it started out as a revelation.

I NEED TO DO WHAT IT IS I'M SUPPOSED TO DO!!!
Namely, write.

I will die otherwise.

Also, YES! I'm drunk.

I've got 5 posts waiting to be published but they need to be edited or added to. In the meantime you get pictures.

"You choose
You chose
Poetry over Prose..."

Agony from Katy Towell on Vimeo.

This is Fall as I'm experiencing it in my hood...







I think it's pretty cool. I've never had a fall like this and the world keeps throwing new things at me. I adore it.

This... is what I call living my life and I wouldn't trade it with anyone for the world.

This is our cat Iggy.


Every time we go into the bathroom, he follows us in and stares at the tub, whether or not we're actually in there for a shower.


Basically he's waiting for one of us to get in so he can lick the water that trickles out of the shower down the side of the tub.


Addict.

A huge thank you to my friend and housemate, Nikki. She likes to practice her piercing skills.