Same Old Situation...

Motley Fucking Crue man....I can't believe I've seen (the now podgy) Vince Neil in person. Even if he was but a small blond speck up there on the vast stage. I seem to have been doing a lot of 'childhood visitation' since the semester finished. I've been re-reading Marsden's Tomorrow...series and loving it! And also almost bought "Thunderwith" at Elizabeth's Second Hand bookshop. Almost. And then Motley Crue. Andrew Verheul memories, small 'Verso', swinging his arms as he snuck me the Girls Girls Girls and Dr Feelgood tapes, taped over his parents' Beach boys cassette...Nice.

Things have been up and down lately. I am finding the crammed living really difficult to deal with. It makes me unhappy in this unchangeable way that I can't very well talk about and make the two of them feel awful. I just wish I had my own bubble back. But things with G, thankfully are pretty good. Sometimes I do cringe away from his touch which makes me feel mean but sometimes I honestly feel like a moss covered rock and I feel like I want to stay that way.

Christmas, that evil family-less time is looming and I'm not particularly looking forward to it. G and I will go camping for a few days, get away from civilization as much as we can.

Claudia has found a man. I can't relay how happy it made me. I read her email and it felt like I was reading my own very good news.
And I miss Rob. We all miss Rob. Can't drive the porch without him...

We move this Friday. Away from 31 Wray...away from the heavy memories lodged in the couch, on the porch, in my bedroom, all over my bed. Will I ever see him again? And what if I don't? Isn't it time to move on and try and forget? He is fading, I will admit that, fading slowly but surely.

Change...now it's time for change...nothing stays the same...ahh, but Motley Crue had some deep lyrics...

:)