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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! January 14, 2013. Winter is stretching out, reaching long frozen arms into the ground and up into the trees, fingers sticking out into barren twigs. What do I do now, the cold air burning my lungs and twirling frantically down my spine where my joints ache? In 50 years or so, it’s gonna change, you know →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Follow ...
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! October 23, 2013. We crossed the street, stepped on the sidewalk toward the comedy club, a civilization of designer purses and women in knee high riding boots and men in button down shirts waiting out front. You could see bulbs of light dancing off thick faced watches worth triple digits. In 50 years or so, it’s gonna change, you know. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! Monthly Archives: January 2013. In 50 years or so, it’s gonna change, you know. January 22, 2013. January 14, 2013. Winter is stretching out, reaching long frozen arms into the ground and up into the trees, fingers sticking out into barren twigs. What do I do now, the cold air burning my lungs and twirling frantically down my spine where my joints ache? Return of the Girl. Follow Blog via Email.
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! Can’t Live Without Me. July 3, 2012. I have only written a handful of letters to myself. They were assignments for college classes that were hell bent on teaching us the importance of ourselves, or something. The concept never sat well with me, and I could barely etch out a signature more than I could etch out a salutation. I’ve known my … Continue reading →. June 28, 2012. Heal 1, Purl 2.
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April | 2012 | And I'm Alex
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! Monthly Archives: April 2012. April 26, 2012. The dress is blue. Undeniably and unarguably blue. I have worn it so many times, drunk too much wine in it, laughed to loudly in it, and I have certainly cried in it. I have felt amazing in it. I have felt like my arms were something between beached whales and blimps in it. It … Continue reading →. Return of the Girl. The Blog of Kate Thulu.
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Parish and Purlieus | And I'm Alex
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! July 4, 2012. While my boyfriend is at a writing class, I elected to stay behind. Take the keys, I said, because I am going to sit here, trapped in this condo, and update my resume. Did you know that from 24 stories up, you can see practically the whole of Lake Michigan provided your view is unobstructed by another high rise? Can’t Live Without Me. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Return of the Girl.
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November | 2012 | And I'm Alex
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! Monthly Archives: November 2012. November 26, 2012. I say it way too much. A four letter word, a hyphenated sonnet that anchors me like gravity. “I love you” over and over, rote and round, but phenomenally I mean it more than the last one, the one I said five minutes ago. On a train, picking blue nail polish off my fingers, I … Continue reading →. Return of the Girl. The Blog of Kate Thulu.
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August | 2012 | And I'm Alex
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! Monthly Archives: August 2012. My Scarlet Letter is U. August 30, 2012. My head is tilted to the side, and I have begun a nasty, unhelpful habit of tugging at my ear. Each time the air conditioner kicks on I am relegated to wincing, cursing my small and temperamental sinus cavity with every fiber of my body, which at this point is not much. I am under … Continue reading →. August 2, 2012.
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June | 2012 | And I'm Alex
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And I'm Alex. I fall asleep outside. I run. I take pictures. I write. I'm a self indulgent twenty something. Hi! Monthly Archives: June 2012. June 28, 2012. Early in the morning, though the sun had risen, I was in an envelope of arms and pink horizon peeking into high rise whispers. You wished good morning, a Good Samaritan to my overly involved dreaming, your eyelashes like open shades. I wondered at the time not for long, the nape of your neck much … Continue reading →. Heal 1, Purl 2. June 14, 2012.