i decided yesterday, upon seeing my reflection in the mirror under warm light in an apartment i love in a city i adore, that i am going to live in as many places as i can. at least for a couple of months. or maybe just weeks. random places, like omaha nebraska, georgia, and indiana, and not so random places like seattle and chicago, LA/san francisco, providence(of course), and maybe even new york city (i think i could only handle a few weeks). if i could leave the country, that would be nice too. but it's not a priority, which is strange. i'm more looking forward to living in an obscure place in middle america than going to say, france (which i know i'll never afford). i must visit montreal, though, someday. i guess that counts as out of the country.
kate and i are planning a road-trip in stanley to somewhere near illinois. we can listen to 'illinois' by sufjan stevens all the while, and feel very cool and alive. then perhaps we'll visit michigan
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i also want to be quiet and contemplative instead of harsh and dramatic, and wear grey in place of black. but that probably wont happen.