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Your Memory is the Ghost I Fear. Now the house smells stale and acrid, like a stain that just never seems to leave. The lights flicker and go out when I walk into a room, leaving me in the dark and scared. Just like you left me. Your memory haunts until I fear my home. Lord only knows what he and Jason say about me to people.
Get a job, ya bum. I will track the few successes and overwhelming catastrophes associated with becoming a productive member of the workforce. Monday, August 8, 2011. Something has been off these past few weeks for me. I have become increasingly aware that people look down on me for working at a huge, multi-billion dollar company.
Martes, 4 de noviembre de 2008. Una cosa que me parece indispensable hoy en día, tanto en la escuela como en casa, es un cuentacuentos. No saben leer, los cuentos tradicionales y modernos para así crear esa curiosidad y ese interés en conocer más cuentos y poderlos leer, cuando ya sepan, para traerles esos recuerdos de cuando sus profes. En la escuela infantil se los leían o sus padres antes de dormirse. Dentro de esa recopi lación.
Ainda que eu entenda como, nunca vou entender o porquê. A vida parece tão bela, e de fato deveria ser puramente beleza, mas ninguém vê, ninguém acha, ninguém percebe ou sente. Até eu não acompanho seus movimentos de leve no vento, a soprar pelo mar e refrescar o meu rosto numa bela manhã de Segunda. Ela, sentada na varanda, tomando seu chá da tarde, pensava em como a vida havia se tornado tão sem graça. Nada fazia sentido mais, nada lhe emocionava, nada lhe motivava, nada faz.
Can life ever have enough knitting, chocolate, or coffee? Sunday, July 10, 2011. Yes, you read right, a sock yarn blanket. Lots of little squares like a patchwork quilt. I have several other projects going, so this one is a nice distraction. Thursday, June 30, 2011.