a tale for every occasion

you're going home and i'm going away.
are you looking to create a particular sort of experience or is it more the idea of new environments? last time our basement flooded we found there was a dead bird near the drain by our window. a small dead bird and some live hoppy frogs. there were also black shiny mushrooms growing through our carpet. that was a new experience. but not one that i created, nor was it created to give to me.
i never really talk to my parents about literature. what will yours say to your art? what ever happened to canvases and brushes, perhaps? when i came back to the u.s., i stopped being fascinated by trees. so maybe it is about newness, or at least, in part.
i wish i had something to make, jess, to keep me company.
kant was in my dream last night. he looked a little like that blond guy in buffy (but less evil and more german; with shorter hair). and was wearing a big red velvet cloak, like in, of course, little red riding hood.