Category Archives: everyday

home.  it’s been a very nebulous idea for me over the past two years. i don’t know whether it’s the stars of the great northwest or the cool breeze of cameron highlands. finally i’ve realized something though.  for the past 2 years i’ve gained this obsession with travel.  this nomadic hunger to see new things […]

weekend weekend weekend weekend weekend weekend week. i paper the walls with random crosswords and bits of photos from friends and i going out.  i look around and realize what a truly good ride i’ve had.  so i calm myself, listen to that song and think of that week.  dammit.  i still feel good. i’ve […]

donny wrote. “dear notebook (my mom calls it my ‘diary’) “My thoughts of you in passing are brilliant and clear while my writing seems so convoluted and vague. “My eyes well up with tears quite rarely these days.  I feel remorse, loss and lack of ability to cope the same way that I imagine Sir […]

It’s been a while since I’ve been shaken.  Just arms put to my shoulders and saying nick you need to wake up, you need to wake up and look around you. Thanks for shaking me. I’ve been extremely happy the past 8 months.  I’m fulfilled, traveled, intelligent, able, (mostly) healthy and strong.  I’ve learned a […]

I always think about how rare every situation is.  About how all these unique little circumstances must first happen for the conclusion to happen.  How “If I hadn’t gotten sick and walked to the bathroom I’d never of met her” or how “If I hadn’t moved to the other side of the world I’d of […]

Miguel didn’t know much about men.  In fact if he didn’t have a penis and a stout beard he’s probably of (happily) forgotten they exist.  When he walked alongside the apartment complex that he frequently visited he cried a little bit because the small pieces of tree stuck in the chain link fence looked as […]

She always had much more to say than he did. It wasn’t because he was quiet or dull or unintelligent.  It was because he was unable to communicate his feelings in a way that sounded like dry leaves under footsteps instead of nails on a chalkboard.  When he wrote something he always immediately moved to […]

he thought of her often but didn’t miss her because he knew that she knew he needed this. the song kept playing in his head and his heart beat with love, determination and some aggression.  the comments on his un-american attitude were flattering.  his goal was near.  his goal of being the person who he […]

(09:08:59 SGT) darby: hi (09:09:06 SGT) darby: hi how are you today? (09:09:13 SGT) pastaustin@endlesswaltz.org: i’m pretty good. i’m in seattle. (09:09:22 SGT) darby: my name is paris I’m doing great today I’m 21 yrs old how old are you? (09:09:49 SGT) pastaustin@endlesswaltz.org: my name is nick and i’m doing great today. i’m 24 how […]

broken hearts are usually generated by the person who gets destroyed. in fact i’d say they always are. you see love is fickle and nervous and frigid and hidden.  there is nothing wrong with hiding from it.  there is nothing wrong with being destroyed.  all that you can worry about is giving your all. you […]