I Wanted to Say Yes
The doctor examining me asks if there has been a trauma to my eye. He is looking through my pupil, somewhere inside of my head. He sees damage. I'm not surprised.
posted by ttractor @ 12:26 AM
jolie laide
I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
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And yet, you have such... vision.
Happy summer, Ms.Molly. Life is good.
I miss your blog. :(
Me too! On November 9, I get a new commute pattern! Instead of 3 hours driving every day, I can bike to the ferry and take the ferry to work. I am thinking that will give me enough time with my hands and brain unencumbered that I can start being creative again. Thank you for missing me--I miss you too!
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