Saturday, February 22, 2003

eating this heart

On Valentine's Day, I was kicked out of school. There was an SASC hearing, I didn't know about it, didn't attend it, and was given the boot. The first night, this made me sad, but once I decided not to appeal it, that fuck school, I was the happiest boy in the world. Friday morning, pushing things as close to the deadline as possible, I applied to Hunter for the fall. Becki has applied there too, also on Friday morning. Maybe we will be roomies.

My eleven days straight of working is finally coming to an end. Tuesday is almost here. I can spit at it. It is that close.

I am in love with the idea of love. Dante's Vita Nuova astounds me.

Last night, I was pissing over the 3rd Court wall, and it was one of those long pees so I looked up at the sky, and there was the moon, the big bright fucking thing, and clouds were flying by me, heading north so fast. These clouds were moving faster than the speed I would normally think was acceptable. And it looked a little scary, like planes approaching. And they were zoom zooming North. It's that time of year, time for migration - the birds, the clouds, me - time for thoughts of it.

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