something about this just makes me feel old.
baby, the stars shine bright, but it's so cloudy we can't see them
Published 7.22.2006 by matt o | E-mail this post
i normally but a pretty high level of trust in my memory, but in all the surrealism of a day like today i'm mystified at my lack of ability to identify certain people after only a few years of non-contact. hell, i only say a few years, it's more like two. if that. there's no excuse. but no matter how many times i looked across the not-so-crowded movie theatre during the lit up portion of the moviegoing evening, no matter how many angles of their faces i picked up or tones of laughing voices i managed to attempt matching to remembered sonic vibrations in my mind, something was entirely right and wrong at the same time. they're doppelgangers, or my first impression was correct: "hey, i think i know them."
just to be safe, going through the motions of avoidance, leave on the other side at the end, wait till they go first. just to be safe. wouldn't know what to say, what do you say after so long?
and that surrealism of the day anyway: driving patty's car and having no sense of scale or proportion, humid warmth, rain, music perfectly suited to the outside weather conditions. and my existential theories on clerks II, if such things are possible.
i need a break from thinking-- this week introduced a lot of it, probably too much. i'm going to go to bed early and get up late, then spend whatever's left of tomorrow reading and/or listening to everything but the girl and/or doing nothing at all.
just to be safe, going through the motions of avoidance, leave on the other side at the end, wait till they go first. just to be safe. wouldn't know what to say, what do you say after so long?
and that surrealism of the day anyway: driving patty's car and having no sense of scale or proportion, humid warmth, rain, music perfectly suited to the outside weather conditions. and my existential theories on clerks II, if such things are possible.
i need a break from thinking-- this week introduced a lot of it, probably too much. i'm going to go to bed early and get up late, then spend whatever's left of tomorrow reading and/or listening to everything but the girl and/or doing nothing at all.
previous posts
- july, july, july never seemed so strange
- if you should try to
- one more for me to send and nothing happens in the...
- a machine and a memory keep you alive
- with someone like you, oooh-oooh-oooh
- i'm back
- lowell, ma fireworks: birth of america, 2006
- snippets
- damn you, germany
- "shelley was very percy and very bysshe"
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me: aspiring writer, 'music nerd,' seeker of beautiful moments, college student, armchair theologian, nominal quaker, 'the diet coke of emo with no caffeine,' eclectic left-winger, and generally someone who thinks about things too much.
this: unedited, uninhibited, and uninteresting thoughts, nebulous stream-of-consciousness ramblings of memory, inside jokes, obscure references, emotional paroxysms, and slices of life. sometimes there are pictures.
what people are saying about me
'...something entirely different from anybody i've ever known.'
- krystin
'...a nice boy.'
- laura
'...a maoist!'
- greg
'...elevate[s] emotional self-destructiveness to an art form.'
- greg
'...my favorite pixie.'
- lizzie
'...a damn good conversationalist.'
- kelly
'...blue-raspberry [pie]! or or maybe cranberry raisin.'
- becky
'i feel like a wide eyed kid in the socialist candy store...and [he's] the clerk.'
- christine
'...far too sensible and perceptive to be straight.'
- catherine
'...not british.'
- catherine
'...would have made a good medieval monk. one of the non-crooked ones.'
- catherine
'...should have been born a dolphin.'
- elizabeth
ATOM 0.3
'life was just a series of things i'd read about coming true.'
-- michelle tea, the chelsea whistle
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