Sunday, October 10, 2004

leavin', on a jet plane, don't know when i'll be back again

leaving again, this time from an old life to another old life. katie tells me that 28 is a magic year in astrology... the revisitation of saturn or something (maybe uranus?)... it’s when you have reached the end of the first cycle of your life and everything thenceforth is a repeat of something you have already experienced. i don’t know about all that, but am entirely apathetic about the whole trip thing... except the leaving of cire. we are used to the leaving but it doesn’t make it easier, having to forget him for awhile and become reacquainted sometime in the strange future; it’s awkward and sad. no matter what the actual nature of it, he is the love of my life and i hate to not have him in it. we cleaned our house together, bought flowers and a t.v. to leave in my spit-shined room for the girl who is subletting in my absence, and then mused on the future in a basement bar... some last minute drunkenness before my wistful departure.


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