today

ok, so i need not be too eager.
and yet i'm on an adrenaline high from the #ATLUTD game I just witnessed at the #MercedesBenzStadium. It's fucking insane that their matches set world records for MLS attendance and that several of them have surpassed the counts for #WorldCup2018 games. But there is certainly an excitement in the air in that stadium and I hope that as the years go by it doesn't wane.

Our team tied with Seattle, but there was so much excitement every time the team approached the goal. Not to mention whenever SEA got into the area of ATL's goal -- will we/they or won't we/they?  I am a bit bummed that my school didn't give soccer/fútbol the attention it deserved back in the day because this shit is surely more exciting than baseball ever was...

Still drunk; had a fantastic time and can't wait to go back.

um.

I have an outlet,
but only on his schedule
and that's doesn't work for me
granted, he's the best option i have
and, given a choice, i'll choose him
but there are 7 days in a week'
and he's only open to 2 maybe
so the other 5 need tending
and there are so many men in the world
and i have buttons that need to be pressed
and i've settled for a lot less
than my due.
i need to stop settling
and pretend i'm 20 again
because i never took the time
to explore my sexuality before
and it's past time to do so.

13 July 2018

i'm sure i could come up with something more creative than the subject above, but i just kinda wanted to jump into the pool (cannonball, not a carefully-orchestrated dive). / listening to music now (i have so many Spotify playlists.

unplugged?

i am plugged in all day at work
then come home and plug back in again
but there's sun
and there's land
and there's, oh, so many wonders
in this wonderful
so-wonderful
little world.

but it's big
and it's grand
and it's oh, so many many things
to so many many many people
and i don't know which one i am
standing here, in this crowd
and i've lost myself in otherness
it's this otherness
that i fear.

but perhaps the fear of outside things
is with inside things,
holding hands.
grips so strong,
there's no way to break
no, no way to break
them apart

what would happen,
who'd i be
if i dared to stop obsessing
over what if's, maybe's, possible's
turned away, rescued me

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One sec.

Not quite sure what I want to write right now, but I know I want to write something because my fingers are tingling and my brain is sizzling and if I don't take advantage of one of these things, I'll burst into flames.

Probably not, though.

We're over halfway through the year and I haven't written a single song. Where did I lose my way? Not that I've tread too far off-course, just that my priorities have switched and I realize that I need to make room for both.

My presence has veered away at least four times so I have to find a task that will force me to be creative so I can show something off aside from just stream of consciousness.

balmy
having the qualities of balm: soothing; mild, temperate
crazy, foolish

This has not worked, but I'm saving it because it's a toe closer to the line than yesterday.

Bubbling

In a tiny corner of my mind
A voice suggested I open up a page
And empty my thoughts upon them
But I'm at the point
Where getting up to gather a notebook and pen
Would provide sufficient time
To lose my resolve
To lose the impulse
To ignore the rumblings beneath
In the basement of my superego

But why am I here?
What have I to say other than
To state the obvious fact
That there's more going on in my head
Than I let on?
Isn't that everybody?
You can't express all the thoughts
You can never say all the words
But that doesn't mean you can't inspire some of them


I keep coming back to the quote
(source TBD when I stop to check)
you best do something great enough to write about
or write something great enough to read
and I'm never quite sure which I'll do
but perhaps the fact that I'm considering the writing part
Means I should go for it

...

There's this writing contest that closes for submissions in a week. It's a flash fiction contest, so 1K or less. And I enjoy doing tableaus and blowing them up. So I think I might stand a shot. If nothing else, it will be fun to write ...and share.

musings

not sure why i'm here
but there's a fire within
that can't be snuffed
so i continue
and i persevere
and my ellipsis goes unclosed
(though not interrupted)
and one day will be the last,
i know
so i'm at the crux of a paradigm shift
do i let go and let life dictate my path
do i try to exert some control
it seems when i choose one path
it's the wrong one
and when i don't choose
it turns out alright
but never more than mediocre.
i suppose there's some control to exert
i suppose there's some diligence required
so i suppose i'll step away
and act upon the world i tread.