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I am in craziness place now. I keep connecting to the Internet… 
22nd-Aug-2007 02:53 pm
good dreamers
I am in craziness place now. I keep connecting to the Internet because it makes me numb and stupid and thus able to function. (What does that say about the status quo of human emotion?) Even listening to music makes me want to chew my cuticles, and attempting to make art has me on the verge of gnawing off my own hands. I sketch a bit; I take refuge in facebook. I play Vienna Teng's "Harbor" a couple of times; I skulk back to livejournal. I blame autumn for my instability—if there's a time of year more reminiscent of brinks, I haven't met it. And ART. And what I learned about myself from Mr. Walpole, which is (go look at your eyes they're full of moon).

I am discontent down at the bone. I want someone to dizzy me. I need new.
22nd-Aug-2007 08:03 pm (UTC)
Yes upon yes. Someday we will find each other in the real world : this, I feel, is inevitable. There are certain people who can't help but find one another.

Anyway, as reassurance: good things about Oberlin:

1. Pizza night at the co-ops

2. Feeling no imperative to shave your legs

3. The Feve, sometimes

4. Discovering new pockets of community, unexpectedly
23rd-Aug-2007 02:05 am (UTC)
I look forward to finding you and being found. In fact, if serenidipity doesn't serendip us (?) soon, we should plan a visit full of poetry-and-things and make it happen.
23rd-Aug-2007 08:11 am (UTC)
Serendip, yes please, and that word is a summary of why I want it to happen. You always amaze.
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