I’m excited about my trip to New York. I always get overwhelmed by the size of the city, so I am mainly isolating myself to the Lower East Side, where I am staying. So far, my list of things to do include:
The past few days have been weird.
Dude, friends with their emotions and shit, bein all weird. Like wut.
I fall in love. I never know whether it’s real or just need. I fall for protective, loyalty, masculine, reassurance, connection, that look of laughter- inside joke and understanding. I fall in love when I absolutely shouldn’t. I fall in love with what isn’t available. I fall in love with pain, with waiting for him to return, with being drunk and hoping I’m stupid enough to do something and I don’t even know what that something would be. I did not see this coming.
I want to apologize if anyone is waiting on book orders or donation gifts in the mail from me. I know I’m behind. I’m very unwell at the moment, related to personal things I can’t discuss on here. I’m hoping I heal quickly and can get back to my regular routine.
I have a lot to say but I’m gonna have to save it.