My boxes are packed

Hi, I've moved. You can find me squinchy.wordpress.com/

She wondered hopefully...

"Are his laconic responses to me a display of his adoring affection?"

Errr, question?

The Secret, Eat, Pray, Love and my pc manual says if I expect something good to happen, it will.

Are they bullshitting me?

Peace in her stomach

When she put her hands around the 5 litre plastic container, it felt cool.

And the water made its necessary comforting glug-glug sound. A dream.

If some water should splash onto the ground and give a drink to a thirsty maize plant. And then the maize plant grew. And it was harvested. And stamped to its pale grainy yellowness. And then this water was boiled. And some of the maize added. And cooked 'til it looked like rain clouds do. And then she ate some. And her mother. And her brothers and sisters. And they went to sleep. This time looking foward to getting up in the morning.

A dream.

Maybe there wasnt peace in the land...but at 5 years old, all she wanted was peace in her stomach.

My Apologies

It was no more than a twist in my sobriety

I did

In another time, another bastardized version of this life, we coulda been good together.
You and me.
Not rubbing each other up the wrong way for the fact that we cant get into each others pants. Feeling expectant and knowing nothing is to follow.
Curious and uninterested.
Reeling in and casting far out.
So far that I never know if either of us will get back.

The Theraputic Drag

Wouldn't it be nice if right at this moment, I could take all my frustrations - which, when I really think of it, are largely irritations - all the gross things I've internalised since waking up late and on the very wrong side of the bed this morning and release it in a nice puff of smoke.

Yes, I want a cigarette. In all it's glorious tar-filled noxiousness. To make me look as dangerous as I feel. So that I can fool myself into thinking I have a handle on things. Then afterwards I can berate myself on how terrible smoking is, how it helps dull skin and wrinkles along. But I can do that afterwards, after I roam into Uma's character in Pulp Fiction.