Archive for July, 2005

Like Stone Rising

Sunday, July 17th, 2005

I have been staving off a valley in my mood cycle for a while now. That is, I’ve been trying to and have been cycling rather noticably in the past two weeks. I have felt the echoes of very familiar demons inside my head.

Earlier today, after I spent the day at the Bronx Zoo, my moods took a dip and I felt my head begin to spiral out of control. I feel like I’m drowning…like falling into black ooze, I later told Sara. It’s frustrating; I’m so still and quiet on the outside and I’m screaming on the inside. And then I’m screaming at myself, telling myself to talk so that other people around me—so that you—can understand me. …It’s hard to talk or to move. I feel like stone.

I see no way for me to do that moment justice by describing it. Frozen, I squeezed her hand when she passed by to check on me. She stayed with me for the next half hour telling me a story until I could speak again.

Thank you, love.

Ineffectual

Monday, July 11th, 2005

Some excerpts for a search for “have money” on 43 Things:

Back from Maine

Saturday, July 9th, 2005

Deer Dear Lord, there were fireworks and margaritas and sail boats and hiking trails and campfires and smores and kissing and video games and swimming and jumping on trampolines and lobsters and cats and bus rides and seagull attacks and driving and oh so many new memories.

I had an amazing week.