limelight
a catalogue, of sorts, because i need to remember.
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one bedroom life, w/bath.
westside flyover gangland country. five people shot two blocks away this month.
no parking when anyone is over.
rediscovering self.
neverending idiocy with x.
needing to get life back on track.
cd's in corner, desk facing window, window covered multipe time for darkness.
books on nightstand, all 25 of them. reading Bowles for the first time in years. hate that i bought it in 1996.
knives in closet, temporary bed as well. wedding/funeral suit also. have to plan for the best and worst sometimes.
bathroom: sony radio that i have carted across my entire life for ten years. shaving bag inherited from my brother back in 1987 and have held to the resolve that if it doesn't fit i don't need it. towels thanks to the generosity of my sister.
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and it's sparce, because you learn what you can live with, and without. i spent six good years in Pittsburgh, four bad ones in Madison, and here is where the life begins.
*
one bedroom life, w/bath.
westside flyover gangland country. five people shot two blocks away this month.
no parking when anyone is over.
rediscovering self.
neverending idiocy with x.
needing to get life back on track.
cd's in corner, desk facing window, window covered multipe time for darkness.
books on nightstand, all 25 of them. reading Bowles for the first time in years. hate that i bought it in 1996.
knives in closet, temporary bed as well. wedding/funeral suit also. have to plan for the best and worst sometimes.
bathroom: sony radio that i have carted across my entire life for ten years. shaving bag inherited from my brother back in 1987 and have held to the resolve that if it doesn't fit i don't need it. towels thanks to the generosity of my sister.
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and it's sparce, because you learn what you can live with, and without. i spent six good years in Pittsburgh, four bad ones in Madison, and here is where the life begins.
posted by jersn at 3:26 AM
2 Comments:
Recently I just threw out a clock radio I had since I was in college. That stupid thing traumatized me from my sleep for 15+ years- I'm not really sure why I kept it, because nostalgia was certainly not a reason. Laziness, probably.
the clock that i've had since i was 7 is still in storage in Pittsburgh. the one thing that going to madison that i'm happy for is learning to live without nostalgia, especially the stuff that i always felt i needed to hold onto. it's all in storage, and the only thing i miss is my 1950's steelcase desk and chair. but they were always a beast to move.
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