Sunday

I have a lot to say but don't feel like saying it, but I will just say this so that when I look back on this I will remember what I was thinking.

//

Like the warm air of the departing afternoon,
you surround me.

West Texas

The strangest thing about Iron Man II : the fact that al I could think about was the preview for some movie 'Super 8' - not because the movie looked good, but because it began with a shot of a railroad track at night, from a vantage point nestled in some brush. The lights were faint at eye level, the wind blowing serenely, a calm and quiet night. I wanted to be there and felt like I would someday. Maybe a 5 second clip, and that was all I could think about.

The Dead Father

"He is mad about being small when you were big, but no, that's not it, he is mad about being helpless when you were powerful, but no, not that either, he is mad about being contingent when you were necessary, not quite it, he is insane because when he loved you, you didn't notice."

-Donald Barthelme

A sunny afternoon

I want to go back, to those feelings I used to get after-school, walking through campus in the sun and feeling...calm. It may be unattainable; I was so young then, so stressed, so distraught, but those strange in-between hours where all I could feel was the sun and the almost haunting breeze between the concrete buildings, the hum of the air-conditioner, the silence born of distant sound. I want that. I'll get it back.