listening: centaur - in streams // nile - annihilation of the wicked
reading: john clare - selected poems
wearing: nothing
feeling: sexed. lazy. full of homemade pizza.
life since we last spoke has consisted of the following:
sunny mornings sipping orange juice and staring out the window before work.

working as many hours as i can snag, which still isn't so much.
but the weather is nice and i don't mind
the in between

much of the time i have spent at work has consisted of finally completing dostoevksy's the idiot (which was a fabulous book as always for him) and doodles inspired by pigeons pecking at scraps.

there have been many grand nights of incense and candles and this big bottle of whiskey.

i constructed a precious whiskey nest for ultimate balance while multi-tasking in bed.

last thursday i took megabus(es) to virginia for a few days to see my younger sister's dance recital, visit with family, relax away from the city life. my childhood room is still polar bears, cookie and coffee pillows, purple walls. inevitably it will change but i hope it never does. when i go home i always sip from my old favorite coffee mug. (which now makes me think of hunter s. thompson) and spend plenty of time with josie, my soul-cat. we like to stare out windows at birds and feel zen as we squint and stretch and curl into the sun.

(ruffles was always my favorite p.b. )





enjoyed a relaxing and wild car ride as always back to pittsburgh with my love. i sipped sierra nevadas most of the way. flying down a road with completely bare skin, music turned up loud, wind and cars zipping all around in the dark. electrifying.
the boy leaves soon to tour europe with his band gifts from enola for a few weeks
oh how i wish i could say i would meet you there,
but swing by if you dig, my european babies, and tell me all about it
i have a free bus ticket to anywhere that expires in july.
i'm still deciding.
somewhere quiet. somewhere beautiful. somewhere without tourists. somewhere i can be undisturbed for days and bask in the glory of nature and solitude.
i'm not sure where life is taking me next,
but its taking me somewhere new.
my current situation leaves me feeling a slight dissatisfaction
slight
i enjoy the uncertainty
it means something new is on the horizon
the world is mine
and i just have to decide what i want next and go for it
a great deal of humanity exhausts me
with their concerns that aren't those of mine
(their constant desire for explanation,
their lack of a broad understanding,
the designer and mcdonalds bags they clutch)
i'd like to get out of the city
away from the crowds,
the business
the relentless construction
the big buildings blocking the sun
well, anyway..
just a bitty update.
i hope you are having the loveliest of days.
<3 Rexx

p.s. thank you, julie christmas. i bow at the feet of your exquisitely harrowing eloquence.
reading: john clare - selected poems
wearing: nothing
feeling: sexed. lazy. full of homemade pizza.
life since we last spoke has consisted of the following:
sunny mornings sipping orange juice and staring out the window before work.

working as many hours as i can snag, which still isn't so much.
but the weather is nice and i don't mind
the in between

much of the time i have spent at work has consisted of finally completing dostoevksy's the idiot (which was a fabulous book as always for him) and doodles inspired by pigeons pecking at scraps.

there have been many grand nights of incense and candles and this big bottle of whiskey.

i constructed a precious whiskey nest for ultimate balance while multi-tasking in bed.

last thursday i took megabus(es) to virginia for a few days to see my younger sister's dance recital, visit with family, relax away from the city life. my childhood room is still polar bears, cookie and coffee pillows, purple walls. inevitably it will change but i hope it never does. when i go home i always sip from my old favorite coffee mug. (which now makes me think of hunter s. thompson) and spend plenty of time with josie, my soul-cat. we like to stare out windows at birds and feel zen as we squint and stretch and curl into the sun.

(ruffles was always my favorite p.b. )





enjoyed a relaxing and wild car ride as always back to pittsburgh with my love. i sipped sierra nevadas most of the way. flying down a road with completely bare skin, music turned up loud, wind and cars zipping all around in the dark. electrifying.

the boy leaves soon to tour europe with his band gifts from enola for a few weeks
oh how i wish i could say i would meet you there,
but swing by if you dig, my european babies, and tell me all about it

i have a free bus ticket to anywhere that expires in july.
i'm still deciding.
somewhere quiet. somewhere beautiful. somewhere without tourists. somewhere i can be undisturbed for days and bask in the glory of nature and solitude.
i'm not sure where life is taking me next,
but its taking me somewhere new.
my current situation leaves me feeling a slight dissatisfaction
slight
i enjoy the uncertainty
it means something new is on the horizon
the world is mine
and i just have to decide what i want next and go for it
a great deal of humanity exhausts me
with their concerns that aren't those of mine
(their constant desire for explanation,
their lack of a broad understanding,
the designer and mcdonalds bags they clutch)
i'd like to get out of the city
away from the crowds,
the business
the relentless construction
the big buildings blocking the sun
well, anyway..
just a bitty update.
i hope you are having the loveliest of days.

<3 Rexx

p.s. thank you, julie christmas. i bow at the feet of your exquisitely harrowing eloquence.
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micamars:
Hey Rexxy, still gorgeous I see.