01//01/25
two oh two five. fireworks let out a solemn beat that railed against the cloth of a night sky stretched taut, sprung us into morning with the judder of upcoming traffic. last night, i dropped my friends off after an aimless drive, walking on empty streets and playgrounds behind iron fences. one was at a glass house near the woods on a hill, with a looped driveway around a garden, or maybe there wasn't one but it seemed like the road was like a kind of string that wrapped around it. that neighbourhood had curvy roads like that, sensuous drive in antiqued out rides or something. the other i dropped off near the station in downtown which, like most nights were chained by traffic, all of us in the same spot probably sighing with the same things, moving our heads around to stretch our neck or just look real silly the moment we look at a mirror because if anything, it's not like what we do here was something that important. the kind of important everyone looked at our actions as a way to show that we cared about things. something like shame, or something else...police sirens went off that night too, tinsels lost their sparkle and everyone walked those streets that must have barren a few moments ago. maybe they joined us in the empty world for a second, all the anticipation gone, like that was the only thing left in it. but thinking like that probably sounds stupid, like what exactly did we even wait for this time. got out the traffic in time at least and fell asleep in late morning, dreaming of something like a dead computer that finally shut off and outside of its darkness was a kind of vague world superimposed on all these vague motions, my eyes wandering, the hardness of the ground. had breakfast and then went out to see a friend after, read books and listened to him play piano. it's good times that went a little slower. the days got longer, he said and i was glad that to someone it did, otherwise it just seemed like missing things. well this log was something new i wanted to try. dunno how much i'll update but it's nice to chill through it
later...
01//02/25
night is indigo, sleep on in light pink rooms like a face with meagre warmth, embarassing things. went out for a drive today and the forests spilled their ink along the spiked spires of branches. there's no snow today and the prickly nature of things contributed to the chilled environment, sunless day, silver afternoon...a hyundai tucson suv swerved through traffic despite such a large car moving around. watched human condition part 5 today with a beautiful forest, shafts of light and mist clouds emitted from the wet soil, quenched leaves amidst dead soldiers, starved corpses and empty bolt-action rifles. good movie.
later...