October

October

You were right about purging what we don’t need. I spent yesterday filling bags with everything that qualified. Made me feel better. Lighter at least. Either way I’m ready to part with the three bags tied up sitting in the hallway. I hope I’ve made my point though it’s dangerous to think that way. Doing anything with the reaction in mind. Aren’t we hardwired to anticipate? Go ahead tell me I’m wrong but I think I saw you agree. Maybe not. Just keep nodding, moving your body in lieu of language so we can move on. Do you ever wonder if you’ll have nice things? Like my parents like their parents. I wonder about it sometimes. My brain goes numb if I think about it for too long or at all really. What does it mean that I don’t crave them. Should we google it? I can’t tell if you can see my leg shaking from where you’re sitting. They always mention it when we’re together. A nervous habit when the energy has nowhere to go. If I wrote songs I’d go home and write one. Instead I went home and found my old Bonnie Raitt CD. I wonder if young people know who I’m talking about. The disc had fallen behind my dresser. Now I’m wondering how long it’s been back there. I guess the right things stick around the way they’re supposed to. 

Tucson

Tucson

August 20, III

August 20, III