this friday night, i am so utterly satisfied to be sitting alone in my apartment. tonight, i need to be alone. to quote nomi: 'there's an office in my head with a million open filing cabinets; papers are flying around and around and i don't know my habits...' and...i just...need to file some things away, pull some things out...reconsider what i want on the desk in front of me right now; what i need to pay the most attention.

i'm determined more now than ever before to resist the urge to make sense of things that will never make sense...and to instead use my frustrated energy to manifest something true and real...