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Sophie lives in BK, works, writes, plays music, puts on shows and uses twitter.

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pseudoprofoundelectronicartists.tumblr.com
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6th February 2012

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This was my room. Now my brother lives there and it looks nothing like this. It’s strange to see what still feels so familiar, but is actually gone. I look at the details of what was sitting around, remember the stories behind each object, each forgotten commitment: the gum I might have stolen from Rite Aid, the many concert tickets that could be in an envelope somewhere or might have disappeared forever, the overly bright walls I painted with my friend while we sang along to a musical soundtrack, the pictures carefully cut from music magazines, some of which I brought across the country with me. I think about the sun coming in through the window and the view out of it. Sitting here in my office in New York it seems very far away. And I miss my cat. 

This was my room. Now my brother lives there and it looks nothing like this. It’s strange to see what still feels so familiar, but is actually gone. I look at the details of what was sitting around, remember the stories behind each object, each forgotten commitment: the gum I might have stolen from Rite Aid, the many concert tickets that could be in an envelope somewhere or might have disappeared forever, the overly bright walls I painted with my friend while we sang along to a musical soundtrack, the pictures carefully cut from music magazines, some of which I brought across the country with me. I think about the sun coming in through the window and the view out of it. Sitting here in my office in New York it seems very far away. And I miss my cat. 

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  1. harpermd said: My parents moved out of my old house, but they only moved one house away. It’s weird to go home and see an entirely different family coming out of where I lived during high school/community college. And I miss my family cat.
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