i miss you already

Some velvet mornin’ when I’m straight
I’m gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you ’bout Phaedra
And how she gave me life
And how she made it end
Some velvet mornin’ when I’m straight

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oh lee hazlewood….you were the coolest.

i don’t panic over lonely

july 9: broadway and bleeker
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i panic over the thought of being lonely. i embrace lonely. look at how many songs i’ve gotten out of it.

i like being alone. in fact, most of the things i like to do are things you do alone. pictures, listen to/play music, read, cook…

i mean, i like to run around. stay out late. cause trouble. but lately i have not one smidgen of small talk in me. i just don’t give a fucking shit. that makes me feel lonely.

july 10 9th st and 1st ave
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i always go in these cycles that are similar to breathing. there are times when i need to create and go out and do and say. then there are other times when i take everything in and watch and listen and process.

the breathing in is a lonely lonely time.

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but in a way it’s the most exciting becuase anything could happen.
i love/hate that.