September 2003 Archive

01Sep
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Some day.

Let it be noted that for my funeral, some day (blessed pray) far in the future…I want the following printed out for my memorial.

618. Sonnets from the Portuguese

XLI

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806�1861)

I THANK all who have loved me in their hearts,
With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all
Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart�s 5
Or temple�s occupation, beyond call.
But thou, who, in my voice�s sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art�s
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot
To hearken what I said between my tears, � 10
Instruct me how to thank thee! Oh, to shoot
My soul�s full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance, and salute
Love that endures, from Life that disappears

Posted by Min Jung in Poetica Spontenaium
01Sep
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Lists:

Write article.
Continue cleaning/resettling room.
Fold dried laundry
Read through Hellboy & Batman:Child of Dreams
Clean out CD’s & Books to sell off.
Go through old makeup purge
Update contact lists
Payoff moving violation
Get reimbursed for massive trip to Ikea
Pay Rent
Call Daddy

This past weekend I’ve been immersed in trying to clean up my life.
Taking care of some minor financial matters, buying new furniture and putting it together, redecorating my room, and enjoying the glass of wine here & there.

To some degree, it’s a long overdue step in the right direction. I’m about due.

I’m hoping that clearing through these peripherary things will help me clean up my psychological state of mind as well, which, while not a disaster area or worthy of hazmat crews, is due for some loving care and maintenance.

Sept is the month of me. I’m taking care of *me*. I’m doing things for *me*. I’m being selfish and not apologetic for it and good to *me* first and if I neglect you, or you, or you in the interim I hope you won’t mind and will know that I’ll be a better person for it when I’m feeling more done than I am now. Of course there is no such thing as ever being *done* done.

But getting things moving in the right direction feels quite good.

Posted by Min Jung in Just Me
01Sep
1

Wishing you.

Hi.

Today’s a special day for you. I just wanted to say Bless you.
On this day, I’m thinking of you and I hope you’re well.
I hope that there is sunshine in your heart and jellybeans in your belly.
I wish I could be there with you today but you know how things are.

I was listening to this silly old song which made me think of that one time we drank champaign and laughed at the stars. And how we’d hold hands and giggle. I thought about how we’d lean our heads against each other’s shoulders and blow kisses into the sky.

Do you remember?

Do you remember that one time when we stayed up all night and talked about the sins of our families and the burdens that we carried from them? Do you remember that time when we held each other for hours because our mother’s wouldn’t be at our weddings?

Do you remember?

And that last talk we had. So weird. So distant and detached. Had we changed so much that we couldn’t connect anymore? We used to be 11:00 friends. You remember that term? We made that up in college. After 11:00 is when you really started to know a person. That’s when they stopped fronting and became real and true and honest with themselves and with you. That’s how we always were with each other. Until things changed. Yeah, stuff changed. I’m not sure what happened, but I don’t care much about that anymore. It’s not important.

And now, things are so very very different. We haven’t talked in ages, but it’s not like I’m not thinking of you today. I hope you’re well.

Through distance and circumstance, through change & difference
I still love you.

-MJ

Posted by Min Jung in Just Me
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