Author: <span>ellemhach</span>

somewhereother

before: lying, curled up on the sofa, back aching, intermittent waves of cramping, Smashing Pumpkin’s Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness (disk one, Dawn to …

run away..

futile hunting of lost friend, giving up hope of reclaiming past status as Ka sisters; yet somehow, regaining a little stability and routine following chaos …

whee!

finally…. i managed to find a copy of icq, hidden away somewhere on the G3, which works with one of the icq accounts i had …

somewhere, something, not me.

i was going to post something wildly ambiguously esoteric about my fabulous weekend, but i got half way through writing it, and between ISP and computer fucking up, i lost it, so i’m going to post this instead (it’s a character exposition for my character in the stage play) :

 

losing touch while sitting solid. knowing nothing changes, wanting change yet fearing it. want what i had.
mum, dad, two kids, happy.
forward, back, shuffle, repeat.
me, him, two kids, dog, picket fence, country garden, outer city suburb.
forward, back, shuffle, repeat.
can’t let go. too safe, too secure, too insecure.
need my rock to cling to.
this is not a rock, it’s an anchor, an anchor that swings, unhooked, unhinged, unable.
forward, back, shuffle, repeat.
forward, back, shuffle, repeat.
come, go, arrive, leave.
go nowhere, get nothing, do nothing, be no-one.
hide, find, lose, regret.
forward, back, shuffle, repeat.
forward, back, shuffle, repeat.

 

though, i should say, i had a good weekend 🙂

chasing moths..

AFL grand final; house cleaning in preparation for tonight’s shin-dig at the heavenly royal palace; day dreams; wondering; anticipation; and fear. crazy day.. and my …

sigh..

my eyes flicked around the room person to person about .35 seconds each and as i flicked past him he looked at me but i …