i can’t stand the frustration, mired in expectations.
January 17, 2010
The best books make me want to stop reading, so highly concentrated that I only need them in small doses. I barely have to look at the pages to be satisfied. Medusa books. Never examined head-on.
The best people I don’t want to be around for long. Something about them lets me walk away. I know I have gotten enough. I was having a conversation with a guy at a bar when he told me he needed to take a break from talking to me. I thought that was rather good.
The best weather is dynamic. It makes me want to go inside or anywhere but someplace I have to be.
Not going to heaven just going up hill. The best weather is changing weather. True for a lot of things.
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I was having a conversation with a girl at a bar two nights ago when she told me she needed to “take a breather.” How happy about that should I be?