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I worked on filing stuff and throwing stuff away. I went through two boxes from the bedroom. I made a huge mess. It's still messy but I'm out of energy.
Sleepy. Ming's gone out to the langar. We were running errands and suddenly he remembered he told a friend he'd go, tonight.
My problems are papers, old letters I can't stand to throw away for whatever reason, old zines I don't know what to do with, postcards, stationery, and even stickers--I don't buy them, but people send them to me sometimes. Stamps. Newsletters from other organizations. Art people sent me or that I made, a little. Envelopes, used or new.
Then there's the books. I declared a moratorium on buying books a while back. Then somehow it ended. Now I need to redeclare it.
Sleepy. Ming's gone out to the langar. We were running errands and suddenly he remembered he told a friend he'd go, tonight.
My problems are papers, old letters I can't stand to throw away for whatever reason, old zines I don't know what to do with, postcards, stationery, and even stickers--I don't buy them, but people send them to me sometimes. Stamps. Newsletters from other organizations. Art people sent me or that I made, a little. Envelopes, used or new.
Then there's the books. I declared a moratorium on buying books a while back. Then somehow it ended. Now I need to redeclare it.
posted by Laura-Marie @ 7:32 PM
1 Comments:
At January 26, 2017 2:00 AM,
Disillusioned Liam said…
Hey Laura-Marie,
I am funny about throwing stuff away. Recently I ripped up a load of letters. Then I still had the parts of letters and regretted ripping them. Now I have the ripped letters in a bag. Should I tape them back together or toss them?
Like with letters I have sent you. I have a dream that one day when I am a famous writer you will say 'oh I have a stack of Liam letters' and maybe they will be a published and posh people will buy them as an illustrated book and put them on their coffee table like they do with John Lennon letters. I leave it upto you what to keep of mine.
I watched a thing about a sand artist. He makes gemoetric patterns on beaches. I saw it on China Central Television. The essence of his art is ephemerality. I like that.
Oh yesterday for the first time I met a bisexual sailor. He was scottish and beautiful with a cheeky grin. I liked him immensely. I told ash and ash understood.
Liam x
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