66.

I'm not going to lie, there is something extremely therapeutic about food--comfort foods to be exact. I'm not going to say that i was greatly in need of them either, but it was a treat. Soup and Mac-n-Cheese warms my heart in any situation, especially the ones cold as now. Umami is awesome because of it's small portioned appetizers that you want to consume. And pretty much when i saw the special of butternut squash soup, i was sold. And the truffle mac-n-cheese is a beautiful thing. We also got lava cake, but it was too soon consumed before an adequate picture was taken.

So i wanted to show you how lovely they were, so i put the flash on in the restaurant, much to my displeasure.

65.

everything should be harmless,

like the shuddering wind in the frosted trees

nothing should be misread

especially the lines between,

what is illusion and what is real

what you imagine and what you feel,

if everything is simple as life and death,

why is there misconception, strife, and loneliness?

if time is constant, if all else fails,

the life we have is our lovely tale.

Write it truthful,

write it straight

don't be afraid of the impact you make,

the toes you stomp,

and the hearts you break,

will just be bumps of the road you take.

Intertwining and running past,

live it slow not fast,

for you might miss what you see,

and then, my friend, you will be just like me.

Afraid to stand, to sit, to say.

Let your heart be free

let your heart fly away.

wow, i haven't written a poem in ages, and that just flew out of me, like the cold wind outside my window.

feelin' creative, valerie.

64

A Dustland Fairytale beginning
Just another white trash county kiss
In '61, long brown hair, and foolish eyes

He looked just like you'd want him to
Some kind of slick chrome American Prince
A bluejean serenade, and Moon River, what you do to me

I don't believe you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a nightgown

I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
He's getting ready for the showdown
I saw the minute that I turned away
I got my money on a pawn tonight


Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire
She says she always knew he'd come around

And the decades disappear like sinking ships
But we persevere, God gives us hope
But we still fear what we don't know

Your mind is poison
Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized

With drawbridges closing

Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a nightgown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
He's getting ready for the showdown
I saw the ending when they turned the page

I threw my money and I ran away


Straight to the valley of the great divide



Out where the dreams all hide

Out where the wind don't blow
Out here, the good girls die
And the sky won't snow

Out here, the bird don't sing

Out here, the field don't grow

Out here, the bell don't ring
Out here, the bell don't ring

Out here, the good girls die


Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleep
It's such a bitter form of refuge
Why don't you know, the kingdom's under siege
And everybody needs you

Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in ‘61?

In the cadence of a young man's eyes
Out where the dreams all hide

63.

Halloween is over and done with. Poof, like the ghost that stays around for a second, or the second of ecstasy one gets after gauging themselves with candy, and then the regret ensues. Senior skip day feels as though i skipped it myself. I heard this was supposed to be the best time of someone's life. Maybe i'm just in a rut, or those people are pathetic.

The magic of Halloween disappeared with my phone, buried under dead leaves and dead hopes.

Funk music seems to be the only thing to keep me out of a funk.

Boogie on, Valerie

Funky playlist:

"Shining Star"- Earth, Wind & Fire

"Superstition"-Stevie Wonder

"Express Yourself"- Charles Wright & the Watts

"Cloud Nine"-The Temptations

"You Sexy Thing (I Believe in Miracles)"-Hot Chocolate

"It's Your Thing"- The Isley Brothers

"Dancing in the Moonlight"-King Harvest

62.

Sorry, for being depressed in my last post. I find that sometimes my feelings and "irrationality" get the best of me.


This is the most wonderful time of the year, when the leaves are changing and everything is dying in the most poetic manner, because in the same sense everything is beginning. And this season, l'automne, features a holiday in the back of everyone's minds. The New Years of October, there's a certain magic in the air the night of Halloween. Perhaps, because everyone is in disguise, people act on their impulses more easily. Maybe, because on a frightful night full of mystery, everything comes alive and is amplified. This sunday, I plan to in full swing address and surround myself with the magic of autumn. I believe in natural magic and myth and beauty, and Halloween represents all three.

And, you're hands are cold. I need that. The song has been playing on repeat, and i feel as though it is the perfect soundtrack to my life... especially on a fog ridden day like this one.

These pictures are what this is about...

obsessed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tv-Z8YCo5W4

watch. the movie. listen. the song. read. the book. love. the story.

"She turns it all out but the fact remains that all we do is talk about the future, like there’s some way to control it,
why not just enjoy the ride?" Valerie.

61.

is it a crime to have a bad week?

is it a crime to seek attention if it boosts your self esteem?

is it a crime to play along?

is it a crime to be envious of everything?

is it a crime to get shafted over and over again?

is it a crime to want some security?

is it a crime to mope about at 1:30 am?

is it a crime to feel nauseated-at love?

is it a crime to hurt?



tell me, is it a crime to hurt?

60.

Why are Chinese Food joints stingy with their cookies all of a sudden?

People need their fortunes, especially a gullible believer in fate like myself. Serendipity is so magical, and every little girl believes in magic. I'm by no means little anymore-i've given up on the tooth fairy, santa, the easter bunny, and a perfect relationship with family, but there's so many more magical things than that.
So when the chinese food place decides to be stingy, and i get shafted out of magic.

Even if they were shitty.

But then i realized, magic isn't what you get out of a cookie, i mean except if it's magically delicious. it's what you get out of a friendship in the dead of the night. It's learning new things, getting a new perspective. Magic is just another word for love and the ecstasy it gives you.

Maybe i just had a really good weekend, and "Do you believe in magic" by The Lovin Spoonful is on repeat

Or perhaps i really am a corny fool.

Either way, ecstasy is the name of the game,
Valerie.