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Tuesday, June 22, 2004
4:33 PM
what happened to the poetry of prague and all those perfect words that seemed to flow?
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
1:14 AM
i went to bratfest yesterday. it was fun of the grand, midwest, meat-eating kind. there was the weiner mobile, edgewood drama kids, ice cream and occasional cloud bursts of rain. what more can one ask of a memorial day?
i've certainly joined the ranks of the infrequent bloggers. probably a combination of a strange new reluctance to share my life with both perfect strangers and friends (to the point i'm considering removing all the old archives) and the general panic i feel as i attempt to decide my future.
to be honest, i'm leaning to the uk. but if i do it, i have to leave in less than a month. that terrifies me. i've spent the last few days on the edge of panic attacks as i attempt to decide. i've got a few good friends offering me tremendous support in the form of distractions of all kinds, from walks to playgrounds for swinging of the elementary school kind to driving to the grocery store to buy bacon for blts. lots of love to them.
am i ready to move 1000s of miles away from everyone and everything i love, without a safety net of any kind other than credit cards and friends of friends? i suppose that's the question. or maybe it's really will i ever forgive myself if i don't step outside of my life now and do this while i can?
