gymnopedie

hello.
rain today. i can feel crispy autumn descending to harsh winter.
B told me 'autumn is dream season', i guess he's sort of right. i've been quite dreamy recently. so much to tell.. yet i'm not sure how much i will.

what is news? i spoke to P for the first time in several months. that was very interesting. he tells me he is lonely. he tells me his dreams and i interpret them in a broken freudian sort of way. trying to make sense of them for him.
'i dream i am in a forest in the pitch black, but i do not feel afraid'.. 'i feel at peace and content with myself'.

he tells me he is back home in belfast, but he will be down south again soon, back in the irish army. we are ships in the night. actually no, we're beyond that. we're on time differences or something much more magical. and inexplanitory. i wonder when i will see him again... its so strange, i havent seen him in 2 years. he told me the next time he sees me, he wants me to kiss him immediately. but i know that won't happen.


in other news, i am experiencing the joy of youth and university. and noticing the very lonely existence it is. so many transitory people.. i met up with D yesterday. we got drunk and talked about post-modernism. it was wonderful.