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monatic nomadic nymphoids

so maybe my feet will come back. maybe i can work in marketing for this language school and then create a mental space for my writing. I think other writers work business jobs and still are prolific with their poetry and art. started copying some of the language from a marketing report for the middle east. might be able to use some of that for a new poetry project. need a new direction for my project. don't want my book manuscripts to repeat themselves in their intentions, styles, content etc.

it is still strange to wear dressy trousers everyday for work. But I don't think i have become too corporate. there are so many hipsters in London. I feel half square with my clothing and hair etc. Damn if only i could have the patience to grow my hair medium long.

maybe . . .

circles abound.

moving for third time in London next month cause these flatmates are finishing their housing contract and going separate ways. so three moves in three months in london. just keep moving. don't stand still. don't breathe too long in place cause the air might get stale.

but i want a place for my big feet. i want to get halfway cozy. gemutlich. yeah. no nice figures on the mantle please. no hairy snowmen beside the hearth. yeah. but a desk, a chair, a big screen and a desktop computer to write and think and a bookshelf with books. yeah.

I am nomadic.

But need to be mentally nomadic and physically stable!!!


Anonymous said…
A visit from
your past
One would hope
you considered me
still a friend
not enemy.

in case you want to,
or if you don't,
let me know
either way.

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