I haven't the words
to convey to you
what it is to me to be so far from you
I don't find meaning in you
I don't live for you
I don't exist for you
but, yet,
I long for you.
-"Fuck you and your Untouchable Face"
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On the Lighter side of things.
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I just finished a meal of Italian sausage and ho-made marinara with a glass of 2001 Modavi Cabernet. It was like silky, spicy, buttery, deep sex that leaves you panting with jaws wide open barely being able to utter the words "That- was- incredible-, baby"
So, yeah. Do I dare go for seconds, or should I save it and savour it tomorrow?
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Tomorrow it is. Gotta pace myself here. God DAMN that was good!

Sept. 14th
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I dreamt up a storm last night. I was on a sunny beach at one point and at another point I was in the back of an SUV with the Marshal twins from high school, neither of which I have even thought of since I last saw Emily in college. I was to slow on the draw in another part to take a picture of something amazing that I can't remember now and at the end I was about to make love to a woman and I woke up. The sad thing about waking up was not that I missed out on "doing the deed", but that it somehow made me realize I have some serious issues with women in general. I don't like the idea, but, I know it's the right thing to do so, I'm officially swearing off any kind of dating or physical intimacy for one year.

September 12th
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Now that my favorite distraction is gone it will be easier for me to concentrate on doing what so desperately needs to get done. First work and then this condo. Different day, same shit it seems. I've been sitting with this project lingering over my head- well not so much sitting as working my butt off on other things. But in all reality, yes, I have fucked off a bit here and there when I should have had the diligence to stay home and work, but all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. But, now it's time for Jack to be a dull boy.
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You crept into me as if you were a breath of air
and enticed me in a way that made me shudder.
Now that I have somehow wronged you
I feel so alone.

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I'm nearing the end of a month long project and soon to start the completion of another I started in the begining of the year- my place. I've been living in a war zone for too long. I'm going to take a month off work and give it my all. During this time I will be able to get back to my book project as well, though that won't be complete until next year-or decade at the rate I'm going. I can't wait!