calendar notes

october

why won’t time ever work?

april

i just want to fold the world up, put it out on the porch, and spend a day of doing nothing
there is something but feeling bad about it.

february

there is something i feel i need in someone else that
there is something i have to find in myself.

january

what is it like; to be an honest person?
and i’m soft, warm putty; wishing for his hands.

january

tomorrow night we doze in bed wrapped in each other almost as if we weren’t who we were.