I just read this quote about Prince's song "If I Was Your Girlfriend" (which I'm not even sure that I've heard):
This is an amazing song about intimacy, fantasy, the limits of gender roles, the limits of gender flexibility, a man's full catalog of shortcomings and possibilities. This is also a breakup song, about heartbreak and desperation. It's a song about a man putting the pieces of the past together and hoping they can add up to something more than they were.
- Tim Carmody
And now I am totally crying at work and I'm not completely sure why.
December 12, 2017
May 26, 2017
Loop
Anxiety: Something's not right.
Me: What do you mean?
Anxiety: Something's wrong.
Me: Where? How?
Anxiety: DOOM!
Me: Can you at least give me a hint?
Anxiety: Sonething's not right.
Me: What do you mean?
Anxiety: Something's wrong.
Me: Where? How?
Anxiety: DOOM!
Me: Can you at least give me a hint?
Anxiety: Sonething's not right.
May 20, 2017
My body wash smells like hope (redux)
From 2/18/17 1:03am
I just turned 40, and it was less traumatic than I expected. I am conscious, though, that I have been living in survival mode for about a decade now and I want the next decade to be different. I grew up not far from here but always wanted to leave. After living in other places for 15 years, life has brought me back this way. Now I find myself in a staunchly red state and I am blue, blue, blue.
I miss the kind of writing I used to do when I was younger and had more time for navel-gazing--I'd just open a vein and bleed out onto the page. Now that ability is trapped under adult responsibilities.
I miss the kind of friendships I had when I was younger and could spend endless hours conversationally exploring over drinks
Those oceans are still in me, but now there is no one to navigate them with.
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