Thinking

We could pee in the sink, eat out of vases, and, fresh out of the shower, wrap sleeping bags around our damp bodies.  This house has three ipods, a zune, an xbox, two digital cameras, many musical instruments, an amplifier, dead cell phones.

This dwelling abounds with half-used, hoary tubes of paint, and splintered CD cases.
We don't have family meals
We have family NPR

Carpel tunnel caresses my hands.  Their ligaments sing, tenacious.
Lord, I need a thesaurus.

Completed one hand stand and have cranky wrists to prove it.  No video tape.  I'm no narcissist.  Waiting for Hole album to rip, taking all the music and dumping souls in the computer.

It bugs
This essay that's due responds to the possible trend of kids skipping college.  What unique argument can i make?  I'm not skipping college. My friends always need justification. Maybe my opinion should be, "Since it is a common choice, those who skip four-year-school to be in other institutions ought to be regarded as 'normal.'"

My friends who are skipping college perplex me. I reflexively see them in a stigmatic light.  To myself I say, look at their course of action logically.  Ask, "Why is this frightening, weird, and bizarre?"  Perhaps their plan serves.  Perhaps it doesn't.  But what about the status quo makes it so taboo, and why aren't I allowed to cross that line, either?


Reflection on the stigma, from the point of view of a kid whose friends are splitting off to "do their own thing.