and then our exile

i...just realized Usman will iA be talking one day. At that my whole world has been turned upside-in. i need a map.


The 'reigning paradigm' in my life for the past few weeks that i haven't really said anything about because i bury it whenever i have to deal with human beings: the growing sense that i fail myself and my close-people in more betrayals than i can count. Everyone, actually. The feeling leads to late-night problems, but, well, there it is. I'm stuck. That's all i can say for the moment before i bury it again and go upstairs to eat lunch. Not 'lonely' so much as stuffed with superficialities and sick of it. Sick.

On a less intense note, the NDP group(??)/ESPA is interested in the parade/carnival idea! Malcolm passed on my message! Feeling good about that, anyways. Eh. You should be too.