I hate uncertainty. I hate broken relationships with people you consider important. I hate the pride and fear that make it all possible.
Started the process of organizing my studio/classroom this evening. Met with my studio manager/TA. Excited and nervous about teaching college.
Things are changing.
And it beats me, but I do not know
It beats me but I do not know
I do not know
Palaces and storm clouds
The rough, straggly sage
And the smoke
And the way it will all come together
In quietness and in time
And you laws of property
Oh, you free economy
And you unending afterthoughts
You could’ve told me before
Never get so attached to a poem
You forget truth that lacks lyricism
Never draw so close to the heat
That you forget that you must eat, oh…
It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.
in the winter when the feeling was chronic and my caution was leaving me flat.
i should have made use of a tonic
before you gave me that
you came…you saw..you slain me..and that is that