Watching

She sat, nearly still but for a fidget and a scratch occasionally, watching them. Hurrying by, speaking in hushed voices, carrying what seemed to be all their worldly possessions on their backs.







I wish people would stop asking me questions I don't and won't ever have the answers to.

This was so short. And so close to the end. God, 12 months in 12 days. A lot of rejection in twelve months. June 24th 2009 must be a pivot.




I miss the coasts.


Also, I need a new phone, mine has stopped holding a charge and I don't want to get a new battery. Time to upgrade. Between the following.


or the G2 whenever the fuck it drops.