Describe myself, you say?
Who am I, make it true?
Oh gods... where to begin?
I mean, how do you condense 18.5 years of experience into a page (or 2)?
You see, Life and the self,
for me, anyway
is all experience and facts and truths.
And my truth is like no one else's.
Neither is yours.
But what am I?
Feelings and experiences, beliefs, the like
Can't always be adequately expressed in words.
It won't work.
But I try.
Every day, I try.
So let's see, where to start?
October 10th, 1981 is the beginning
I've always been here _______, TX.
But I think my real home is Dallas.
Exposition and Elm and Main,
Betwixt and Insomnia, Wild at Heart
The Pipeguy, the clubbers, the yuppies, the freaks,
And me.
Love it. Solace and Sanctuary
Drum circles are cathartic for me
A dozen rhythms, beats and dances
Make all the thoughts (good and bad) flee
I don't sleep enough.
I drink too much caffeine.
(One causes the other, you can pick which)
I work at a coffee house (perfect for me)
but one day I'll be: a geneticist, an EMT
a writer and priestess, but never grown up.
I don't like my body, but I'm used to it.
Comfortable, old Docs feel, that's Home.
I like my room, but not my house
I have 2 nephews, one is my minion
I'm better with friends than family
With words than speech
With driving than parking
I'm an email junkie, a caffeine addict.
I smoke too many cloves.
I wear black not for fashin, but
because I like it.
Screw fashion, give me jeans, Docs, tshirt, all black
I'm happy.
Closet optimist, occasionally perky,
always random.
I have a dance for everything -
The caffeine burst dance
The Happy Dance
The I'm going to state dance
But they're mostly the same: random movements
I like tats, piercings, long hair
Guys in drag grab my attention
I guess I'm drawn to the freaks
And I like that.
I do magick, it's my prayer
I do ritual and circle with the moons
When the fam sleeps
I keep things to myself,
it's easier than explaining it all.
I have two people that understand me always,
They are my solace, true friends, great corrupters
They should know who they are.
I stay up all night, go drving, do Rocky Horror and Drums and everything. Crash later.
Zen tea
That's me.
Mostly.
Maybe
For you and for now, anyway