miscellaneous

"holland" by sufjan stevens.

going to waffle house in the middle of the night when no one knows. driving in the dark listening to music. springdale academy on the hood of the car waiting for my brain to get as tired as my body.

the wedding is in four days. holy shit. mrs. woodard....she will always be cheryl ann marshall to me, the girl that would get nose bleeds easily and would devote herself for hours on end for a play at the local theater and collect everything from drink coasters to matchbooks.

the process of packing and moving back to athens. so close i can taste it. macon is "home," athens is the "house."

watching movie trailers online and writing them down in rachel's book. must see: junebug, thumbsucker, murderball, walk the line, just like heaven, rent, mirrormask, corpse bride, elizabethtown, the forty year old virgin, harry potter, a sound of thunder, a history of violence, the brothers grimm, the great raid, waiting, happy endings, the greatest game ever played, red eye, wallace and gromit, broken flowers, the constant gardener, roll bounce, the chumscrubber, lord of war, saint ralph, rumor has it, an unfinished life. doesn't count the ones that i know are coming out but have no trailers.

strange dreams involving old relationships and drag racing and lakes and happiness that never existed in the way i wanted it to.

mellow music makes me a recluse for the day.