The Road Revisted

I'm afraid of dying this way. Alone in a big house, with the lights on, with complete blackness outside. I'm consistently afraid of being the last person alive in a suburban nightmare. It's strange, I feel much safer in a city downtown than in the tree-filled outer layers. When I was young my bedroom window looked out on a 6 lane highway, so that was probably an influence. There's just something that terrifies me about my neighborhood, even though I can easily see into the house next doors' window. It's just not close enough.

EAS

From the Baltimore City Emergency Alert System:

The suspect may be wearing unknown clothing

Interesting Only To Me

Which is ok since no one else is reading this.

My top 3 most frequent dreams:

1. My parents get divorced. After I wake up from this dream, I end up calling my mother and confirm that this is not actually happening.

2. The apocalypse. It's always some kind of infectious disease. This usually means I run away from people throwing up on their stoops and on the subway.

3. I'm in school, and the bathroom is a bunch of open air toilets. No stalls, just rows of toilets. There is no end to my shame and embarrassment as I am forced to use a toilet openly in front of many other kids.

Less Depressing

Really depressing

from annie dillard: "how we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives."

I think about this all the time

old haiku

Saying hi

to those lobsters

great idea