Foreign Currency
Friday
June 18, 1999
BalaclavaFragments of childhood memories keep launching themselves into my mind. Like quick, silent moments from a film. But I'm in it, and the feelings that accompany the actions move through me.
That old feeling of not being able to make myself heard. An inablity to communicate clearly. Of being misunderstood, and not knowing how to be like everybody else. Those feelings of not seeing and hearing the same things heard and seen by others.
It makes me remember that the same still happens, but I'm better at coping. Better at speaking the language of others.
Find my itinerary here.
Music
The Dirty Three
Ocean Songs
Thanks Geocities, get your Free Homepage Here
[Previous] [Home] [Next]
[Archive]