"Take care of yourself, kid" he told me as I was leaving.
And at that time, I just laughed.
I laughed because I was young, but not much younger than him.
I laughed because I was drunk and high.
I laughed because I was happy.
I laughed because I was still running on that type of adrenaline that only live music and skin can give.
I laughed because I love laughing.
But he was right. It's important to take care of yourself...
I'm kind of the world's worst shunner of responsibility.
I'm disappointed in my inability to take care of myself.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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I feel like sending you a new image to paint.
And if you're interested, the first chapter of a new work I'm focusing on right now, entitled Mutiny in Amerika. Your latest posts are dead on, subject-wise, and collaborating with you is dead awesome.
We still have a book to write, you and I.
I would not be opposed to that.
I'm on a creative halt, basically,
so maybe that would help me some.
I'd love to read the first chapter
if you're offering.
We need to discuss what's going into
our collaborative book, in depth,
that way we're both set in the
same direction, you know.
your self sacrifice makes you complete
Forgive my absence, dear. I have not forgotten about our astral workings.
All I have is hand-written ideas that need to be shaped into paragraphs. The idea is there, but I can't think of where to start for a "Chapter Two." I will send what I have to you.
Cardboard idea . . . eh, I may need to re-work the original design. My goddamn perfectionism is kicking in again, crumbs.
Er, I'm currently without address, so I'll have to give you my friend's. Is yours still the same?
Cristiano: They will give you their fucking disease. Then they will turn around and sell you the cure - the cure to set you free.
My address will be the same until
August 29th, but I'll send you the
new one as soon as I move in.
Also, I have something to send you,
so fork over this addy.
your self sacrifice makes you complete
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