meaning_to_write past but each time i open up the email field my words flee and i'm left muddled. 090324 ... native persimmon meaning_to_think 090325 ... unhinged sometimes i have so much in my head none of it wants to come out 090325 ... past words forming as i walk, in silence, surrounded by sad songs. the dust of events are hard to shake when those events are so small, so local, so personal. if moments can turn, i failed to turn a few earlier tonight. they stand, rusted hinges, screaming out at me, but only awkwardness would follow forcing. and instead i walked on. words aside, eyes and bodies and the moments where things happen... unreadable in their own transitory way. meaning to write, and so i write, but not all, not all. the words still flee even as some images form. until, again, the dust of events settle. 090328 ... native persimmon For two weeks-plus and now it so happens you're out of the office for the next month (so says your auto-reply) All of that wasted thought_energy and stress pricking away at me all of those days (mostly nights) and when I finally motivate myself to get around to it it's too late lesson learned? 090328 what's it to you? who go blather from