feeling edgy lately. �i'm finding the limit, stepping off the edge. �the limit of what i can take, how much i can feel in one instant. �my heart presses against my chest. �look at the shapes the telephone wires make when they intersect. �something compressing my emotions, things become faster, brighter.
the center of the universe: in a city, deep within the tree canopy, the place where you know you're lost, the sunlight making everything look unreal. �layers of intersecting rows of houses, trees, streets, alleys: the result of this math equation, when everything cancels out, is a rose garden...
there is no center, it is located in the periphery.

today i sat in the sun and wrote letters. �i'm drowning in simplicity: oatmeal, black stockings, pencils, sidewalk, newspaper, porch.
"white pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea. �how simple and beautiful was life after all! �and life lay all before him."
you get a gold star if you can identify that quote.

i have perfected my route through downtown from pnca. �it took 2 months. �south on 13th, cross burnside, east on alder, south on 1st, left across the hawthorne bridge. �on the way there, i ride north along the waterfront, west on couch, north on park, west on glisan, north on 11th, and west on johnson.

my birthday is on sunday, april 28.  apparently i will become responsible and mature enough to drink alcohol, all in one day.  it's amazing, really.

i have been happy today and yesterday, i can't remember before that... i am easy to please.  the prospect of summer makes me giddy.  also, i have been talking to more people than i usually do, which isn't too hard when your average is 2 per day.