exchanged my circa 1984 blackberry
for an iphone 4
completely loving the shit out of this thing
i may actually have to start taking self portraits again
All I ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody
who outdrew you
i went to a movie alone
for the first time ever
i went to see Take this Waltz
the irony of me going to this movie
on my own
is not lost on me
its like i knew the ending
before the movie even started
because it is not unlike
how i live my own life
with the sad realization
that as soon as you think you have found
what you are looking for
you start looking for the next good thing
that inevitably
will come along
a lack of satiation
constant restlessness
and a fear of the mundane
makes it hard to make the connection
that will inevitably
one day
dissolve
self fulfilling prophecy?
no
raw honesty
and a true sense
of self