Spokane

i think my dream-life is making more sense than my waking (life). forced myself to drive down to pittsburgh for a showing of short films that received awards at the Ann Arbor film festival. this was the first time, since being back from my summer travels, that i've been down to the glorious city. that's just how lazy i've been. you really couldn't stop from getting down there for a bit of a stroll and an independent flick. i actually had to blow people off for this thing, which sounds bad, but i made up my mind to go before they asked. Anyway, it was quite enjoyable, at times a bit tedious (there was about 4 hours of shorts in all), but mostly, after it was done, i just felt lonely and disstatisfied with life. just being around people that would go to something like that caused me to break free of my contentment and actually feel again. and my heart started to bleed. so i ran home, as usual. my the time i arrived, the wounds had healed and i could feel no more.

for now i am content again.

o5