Quiet Desperation

Saturday, June 21, 2003

I have lost all pretence of creativitity--I'm not even sure I used the term pretence correctly. I feel like that Indian woman in the picture below with this new job. I'm always dirty and sweaty with crazy hair and 20 tan lines! I have freckles and zits and muscles sticking out where I didn't think muscles existed. OH YA BABY! Flying through the trees on ropes and hiking till you're wheezing like a dying crow. WOOHOO! I smell like a man, and act like an animal and don't you know I LOVE IT!! man I'm glad no one has this site addy. (: Seriously--this job has awoken different intsincts in me--a part of my personality that has been dormant! Actually, it came out durring the all-nighters and extreme newspaper nights. But this is different. This is kayaking against raging currents in the hot sun and jumping off jagged rocks into black watters--this is Karaoke with junior highers!!! Dude!! I need a new name--armapittysmell--na--lets see--something Native-American. Awakaho--well--I'll brainstorm later. Dang--right now I feel like I could take that trip I always fantasize about. The one where I get all my money, sell my stuff, and drive to New York. I'd work for people along the way--the whole trip would be about discovering humanity. After living in New York, I'd fly to Itally, then walk to Spain--then germany--then the middle east--all the way to korea and then swim to Hawaii or something--haven't got it all worked out. Ussually I only get to the New York to Spain part in my mind. London too--gotta stop in London and work at a tiny bookstore while writing my memoirs. Ok--whatever. back to reality (: Hey--I miss vieve--I gotta write that precious princess of God! Ok--love everyone else--I hope no one reads this (: don't feel bad if you do.
Mary



posted by Mary 12:37 AM

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''I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?'' --''Till We Have Faces'' by CS Lewis

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