Wednesday, March 12, 2008

brandon calls to say "i love you panda bear how are you?"

i haven't slept in days.

Todd calls and says "how you feeling?"

fine, do you have any boxes? i am moving out of my apartment.

craigslist is my closest friends as it tries to introduce me to new people, new furniture, a new job and a new room. but how am i ever going to get anything done when i get home late, and fall asleep with a wine glass in my hand?

i have reached a moment where i cannot tell if i am asleep or awake. I surprise myself in the morning when i am on the train and i realize i haven't actually woken up, that i am still in bed, and yet have made the proper commute and not ended up in Long Beach.

i dream of rug burns and telephones. bad reception and forts made of sheets.

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