Monday, December 18, 2006

i talk when i don't want to

sleep is the answer.

i've been looking at pictures from my childhood, studying the face of my past for clues. hints about who i am now, who i have become. where did i go wrong? why can't i muster more than a passable pose? i can't communicate effectively. maybe i have asbergers or whatever.

in other news, bob dylan is the light and the way.

being here in my parents' house, riding in the backseat, it's like i'm back in high school. tip-toeing on thin ice.

i don't know what love is. i am constantly wracked with self-doubt. i have this paralyzing fear of demonstrating WANT. it's safer to act nonchalant and avoid the inevitable rebuke.

so i just go to sleep.


Blogger Jesse said...

but i just talked about batman with the four-year-old boy next door and all is well again. his name is jake and he also likes spiderman and bibleman. (i don't know who bibleman is.)

3:13 PM  
Blogger l said...

oh, i think you know who bibleman is.

3:41 PM  

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