the first line of the first post of every month in 2006 (via ryansenseless, via someone else, and so goes the blogosphere)
January
maybe that's why i feel the dichotomies so deeply.
February
this is my old doorway.
March
mmmm...the truth is, i just like lying in bed anytime.
April
returning feels a little more like coming home.
May
to include mix cds from half-japanese canadians that correspond thematically to new kids on the block albums.
June
i don't remember ever not liking simon and garfunkel.
July
as lenny strolled the left path as the pepoi the bird said he thought a lot about what was wrong with him inside and maybe what he needed to change.
August
or, rather, i sat through it with my head turned and my hands over my eyes.
September
[diptych by m]
October
that i always spell the word 'monthes' with an 'e' in it, and then have to go back and take the 'e' out?
November
last night i dreamt that i was walking down a dark street in a small mountain town.
December
we were the dark horse.
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