December 2010
10 posts
Sun in an Empty Room, by the Weakerthans, aka best...
Now that the furnitures returning to its goodwill home Dishes and last weeks paper, rumors and elections, crosswords, our un-ending wars the black in fingers smeared the… now that the last months rent is scheming with the damage deposit take this moment to decide (sun in an empty room) we were meant to if we tried (sun in an empty room) felt around for far too much (sun in an empty room)...
Yes.
“And it all ended very poetically at a bowling alley. Or maybe it’s just the beginning.”
That sounds like an amazing story, doesn’t it? It sums up my last week at Salt to at T. I’m preparing for the south and getting ready to miss the north. The people hear have been so good to me.
More soon.
Haven't always felt it, but I feel it now.
I haven’t always felt the “Salt love” everyone talks about. But the night/ day after graduation, things are more clear (or perhaps they are still a terrible clusterfuck of emotions and nostalgia) but there’s a love there that I love.
I hope one day we can look at events that happened and see the reason for why they took place during our time at Salt. And I hope that we...
I'll miss you, Maine
From here, in the sky, I see rows of lights as as violent web. And I will miss the way I got caught up in you. Oh you, old thing. I’m gonna leave you now in the arms of babes. I’ve got a new way to live In the storm, in the storm In the storm.
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