heck yeah.

New Jersey in the springtime:

I walked into town today to get a cup of tea, and this is what I saw along the way:




The Baptist church in town is quite beautiful:



and some of my favorite houses in the neighborhood:








I wanted to take more pictures, but photographing other people's homes is generally frowned upon.

And here's my brother's house!


It was probably the worst time of day to take that picture. We've got tulips all up the front walk and by the front door. So pretty.

and I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone.

What is it about Swedish men? I'm not sure, but holy fuck. Yes yes yes.

Live a little, be a gypsy, get around.

This is just to say
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
-William Carlos Williams

I suppose this place is better than the last. Still unsure, still unsettled, still wishing things were different. Feeling further from everyone than ever before. Worrying that I was naively hopeful. Time will tell.

penetration.

Tonight, my fortune cookie said "Joy is the feeling of grinning from the inside." Oh, there is so much to be said here, but I will refrain because most of it is grossly inappropriate. There is an executive assistant position open at the Philadelphia Museum of Art that I want so so badly. I am just putting it out there so that the Universe hears me: don't let me down.

Some things never change.

I prefer the Bessie Smith version, but this is nearly as good.

jughandles.

Just two today, but these are capable of standing alone.