strorage |
this I've just remembered:in 11th grade choir class.I really hated everything about it. The class was fifty minutes long. And for fifty minutes, I sat in the very center of the room and st...
Posted by chrisy on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 06:24:00 PST |
orange-colored berries that you cant eat. |
I enjoy watching people look for a spot to sit. I do not enjoy being watched, looking for a spot to sit.I don't want to be anywhere I am. I eat more onions than I'd like to punish myself....
Posted by chrisy on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 09:41:00 PST |
as I left sarasota |
I saw two men sitting, at5a.m., on lawn chairs, in theparking lot of the localsupermarket.And something felt incredibly wrong about leaving that.
Now, here feels so crowded....
Posted by chrisy on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 03:50:00 PST |
Florida |
(In Flight)Being on top of the clouds makes me wonder where we really belong. Really. The view of sunrise is much better here.
Now clouds seem so much more dimensional. Since wh...
Posted by chrisy on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 04:48:00 PST |
finally, a bicycle |
After riding a bit, it feels strange to walk.
Also, I look better on a bike than walking....
Posted by chrisy on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:02:00 PST |
not autumn; getting late in the evening. |
It's getting late in the summer,when no one cares to sit outside anymore.
This coffee is too hotAnd altogether this makes me feel singular.Is singular a mood or a feeling?
I think it's because of a sl...
Posted by chrisy on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 06:51:00 PST |
my first waking thoughts this morning |
I wish I smelled like blueberries. forever.
Posted by chrisy on Sat, 14 Jul 2007 03:46:00 PST |
p.s. |
It felt so good to intersect you with the rest of my night
Posted by chrisy on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 05:02:00 PST |
Something about cloudy nights... |
I like them because they feel so wrong. I wonder, what are those clouds still doing up? Shouldn't they have gone by now, with the sun?...
Posted by chrisy on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 07:51:00 PST |
today I imagined a pick-up line |
A man stopped me on the way home from work and asked for my name. I thought he said, "What's in there?" referencing my giant tote bag.I said, "A change of clothes, three or four books. Som...
Posted by chrisy on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 07:48:00 PST |
