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threeplusfire"The things we know best are the things we haven't been taught."
-- George Santayana
The weather is back to loveliness. I'm reading journal entries and talking to George. Remembering what I like about Austin. Watching the Croatian couple kiss and talk. I bought many books today at the Globe, and more soap. Chamomile, lavender and kiwi squares. Had a drink full of vodka and rum and Midori that takes the edge off my headache.
Bought D'Alembert's Principle by Andrew Crumey, Oranges by John McPhee and Sofia Petrovna by Lydia Chukovskaya.
Mailed postcards this morning. It made me cry at my desk, mailing one postcard to my father and one to my mother, at different addresses. It hit me today that by now the divorce should be final, and that my life is different now. That I will never go home for Christmas to everyone again. That I will never see my parents together again. But I'm okay, I'll be okay... It's all about momentum and if I keep walking everything will be okay.
I can hear the bells of the cathedral down the street. It's twilight outside, and the net cafe is pretty quiet.
"Nothing ever becomes real 'til it is experienced. Even a proverb is no proverb to you 'til your life is illustrated by it."
-- John Keats
-- George Santayana
The weather is back to loveliness. I'm reading journal entries and talking to George. Remembering what I like about Austin. Watching the Croatian couple kiss and talk. I bought many books today at the Globe, and more soap. Chamomile, lavender and kiwi squares. Had a drink full of vodka and rum and Midori that takes the edge off my headache.
Bought D'Alembert's Principle by Andrew Crumey, Oranges by John McPhee and Sofia Petrovna by Lydia Chukovskaya.
Mailed postcards this morning. It made me cry at my desk, mailing one postcard to my father and one to my mother, at different addresses. It hit me today that by now the divorce should be final, and that my life is different now. That I will never go home for Christmas to everyone again. That I will never see my parents together again. But I'm okay, I'll be okay... It's all about momentum and if I keep walking everything will be okay.
I can hear the bells of the cathedral down the street. It's twilight outside, and the net cafe is pretty quiet.
"Nothing ever becomes real 'til it is experienced. Even a proverb is no proverb to you 'til your life is illustrated by it."
-- John Keats