lock the door.

this thing has taken on it’s own life. i suppose. i don’t know who’s who. it might just be one person going on, or maybe a few people actually still reading this and responding. quite curious. have at it. maybe if the latter is the case then you try the whole blog thing for yourselves and feel free to post a link here. then you’d have more autonomy. but if not, it’s fine here.



so what has it been, it feels like a year, but probably only a couple of months. i guess since i’m writing this an update is in order.


nothing happened


without going back and reading where i left off, ini moved away, i stopped teaching and went back home, and myself and my other are working things out. things are good, and everything seems to be moving in the proper directions. but i still think of her and what might have been. my feelings are no less true in hindsight, but i don’t look back out of habit. proximity and all of the other things i mentioned before were all true. i hold on to the idea that it was more than just a one sided thing, that we had real feelings and real things happening, but way too much in the way to make way for anything to really happen. so i’m home and making art and happy.



good luck out there.