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Everyone's moving but me
Or so it seems.
ablock is getting settled in his new digs.
And
mattrolls is taking over
leighjen's soon-to-be-vacated room on Cedar St.
After much work this week, his stuff is now officially all out of his old place. This process has occasioned much sentimentality, frustration, and, ultimately, plain old heartache (on both our parts, I guess). We ended up talking until almost 2am after Carmen last night. Whereupon he went back to packing for the rest of the night, so as to be all clear by this morning (which he called to report around 11am). Hopefully by now he is sleeping the sleep of the dead, and well-earned it is too.
Three different strangers smiled at me on the way to work. Am I radiating an aura that says "In need of human reassurance"? If so, I wish I could turn it on more reliably.
The rain today is making everything smell like the ocean. I love the smell, but I wish it didn't have to rain all this weekend. I don't really want to spend another weekend at the movies or the museum; I want to lie on a beach or hike through a forest, and I want the sun to shine on my face, dammit. I want to cook and clean until I feel like my house has something good and nurturing stored up in it. I want to feel alive, I want to feel connected, I want to dress up and go out and drink sangria by candlelight and have a good time and talk about life with someone who is solidly present and actually, truly gives a shit about me.
Fortunately I've talked
sunspiral into coming out to have dinner with me after shul tonight. So perhaps I actually will get that last bit. :-)
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After much work this week, his stuff is now officially all out of his old place. This process has occasioned much sentimentality, frustration, and, ultimately, plain old heartache (on both our parts, I guess). We ended up talking until almost 2am after Carmen last night. Whereupon he went back to packing for the rest of the night, so as to be all clear by this morning (which he called to report around 11am). Hopefully by now he is sleeping the sleep of the dead, and well-earned it is too.
Three different strangers smiled at me on the way to work. Am I radiating an aura that says "In need of human reassurance"? If so, I wish I could turn it on more reliably.
The rain today is making everything smell like the ocean. I love the smell, but I wish it didn't have to rain all this weekend. I don't really want to spend another weekend at the movies or the museum; I want to lie on a beach or hike through a forest, and I want the sun to shine on my face, dammit. I want to cook and clean until I feel like my house has something good and nurturing stored up in it. I want to feel alive, I want to feel connected, I want to dress up and go out and drink sangria by candlelight and have a good time and talk about life with someone who is solidly present and actually, truly gives a shit about me.
Fortunately I've talked
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I hope you get the rest, too. :)
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toilet humour warning
That sounds disgusting.
I'm just trying to say that I care.
;-)
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> Everyone's moving but me
> Or so it seems.
I'm doing my best to to try and stay put! Well, except for the second half of this weekend, second of three working visits to Simon's Rock...
> Three different strangers smiled at me on the way to
> work. Am I radiating an aura that says "In need of
> human reassurance"? If so, I wish I could turn it on
> more reliably.
Naw, it's just that you're really easy to smile at. :-)
rain
(Anonymous) 2003-08-02 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)and you can't complain about rain till you've been soaked head to toes in about a minute of stepping into a nice Estonian autumn rain :-) and i mean head to toes and minute literally
fondly,
alesha