It feels like the days are stretching longer and longer. i am waiting for something to happen. It feels like i am just waiting for the days to end.
i busy myself with long nights on the rooftop patio of Broken City and in the bizzare amusement park that happens to be in town for a while with my media passes and magazine buttons. i daydream with Hayato in the afternoon at work and chain smoke with my editor all night until the wee hours of the morning to his favorite records. i watch Alicja and Anne splash around at the lake while i take pictures. i watch old movies with my boyfriend while we eat vegan Chinese takeout, and drag him down to hipster hangouts when i need to smoke. i am busy, but i always feel like i am waiting.
We are chasing monotony. With cigarettes and whiskey.
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this is a terrible feeling. but you are so busy, and that is something to live, at the very least.
ReplyDeleteeverything tastes better with a whiskey chaser.
ReplyDeletemcbickle,
ReplyDeletethanks for the gentle reminder that waiting with things to do isn't really all that bad.
and it is always so nice to see you when you wander here.
mr. bitter,
i couldn't agree more. your wit often speaks the truth.