airport musings
stuck in the airport after a long funeral weekend, the second time this month...
i've been wanting to post for awhile, but can't find a way to put into words all that has been in the last few weeks. if i try, i think things like this: grief is hard and messy. overwhelming. can't make sense of much. flowers seem like life when everything around me is dying - looking forward to spring. school seems nearly impossible when i can't make complete sentences. i should take better care of myself, since i'm still alive - taking care of myself takes too much effort. sleep is good. home is not what i thought it was. i want to stop spending so much money on things that don't really matter - i like retail therapy.
i'm blogging instead of working on my research paper, but i know i'll have to do it at some point...
i went to see snow patrol before going to phx, and it was a great show. i like small shows much better than big arenas, but it was still good. martha wainwright is that haunting voice with them on set the fire to the third bar, and i looked her up when i got home and bought one of her albums on itunes. she's pretty incredible.
(disclaimer: explicit lyrics)
i've been wanting to post for awhile, but can't find a way to put into words all that has been in the last few weeks. if i try, i think things like this: grief is hard and messy. overwhelming. can't make sense of much. flowers seem like life when everything around me is dying - looking forward to spring. school seems nearly impossible when i can't make complete sentences. i should take better care of myself, since i'm still alive - taking care of myself takes too much effort. sleep is good. home is not what i thought it was. i want to stop spending so much money on things that don't really matter - i like retail therapy.
i'm blogging instead of working on my research paper, but i know i'll have to do it at some point...
i went to see snow patrol before going to phx, and it was a great show. i like small shows much better than big arenas, but it was still good. martha wainwright is that haunting voice with them on set the fire to the third bar, and i looked her up when i got home and bought one of her albums on itunes. she's pretty incredible.
(disclaimer: explicit lyrics)
2 comments:
I'm presuming you made it back safely, though probably late. Life will not be normal for a while, even though we will do normal things. Thanks for being here, for taking charge of the things that I couldn't, and for taking care of me (good hugs!). We'll see you in April.
sad.
it's hard for me to ask for what i need even when i know what it is. love your thoughts.
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