'passing afternoon'

there are names across the sea, only now I do believe
sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
but she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
a baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
--iron & wine

does anyone else still wish on these guys?



I'm trying this whole fresh start thing, what with graduation, my lost job, and other such things going on.
it ain't happening easily, though.

in just the past 24 hours, I have been lucky enough to recieve both...
--an e-mail with INSULTING charity from the person who called me a 'disapointment' and 'problem'
--a two hour phone conversation that should've happened six years ago [and probably in person]


starting over is hard when some stuff just won't die.



in other news, week long parties are exhausting...!