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Did you notice?  We moved to Madison, Wisconsin!

Since we’ll only be here till April, we are trying to do the “minimal” thing - or at least the “don’t bring that much stuff,” and “don’t make any holes in the walls” thing…  While we, of course, had our heart set on a little farmette, this was  by far the nicest rental we saw. The Bellevue is a historic building downtown, so we can still share 1 car, NYC style, and all the natural light and beautiful moldings reminded us of our apartment in LIC.  ;)

prompts

in my fandom youth, livejournal was a big thing and there was a community called 31-days where the goal was to challenge oneself to write something short for each day of the month, and users would submit theme lists each month

because i’m me i was never able to do more than one or two every few months, if that… but because me is also pretentious, i also liked these better than standard one word prompts or kisses or w/e

for example, the list for August 2011:

1. the dying of a small god within you

2. these small yet significant orbits in the language of desire.

3. I hope for a passion that could shatter illusions.

4. regret, that other form of hope

5. emptiness, boredom, an indifferent sky

6. sleeping the sleep of stones

7. all my life I’ve been a stranger to myself

8. the celebrated strangeness of another

9. following the rise and fall of another land.

10. I put my mouth on yours

11. your breathing changed as you kissed me in your sleep

12. things need not have happened to be true

13. tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.

14. and we lie: ‘I’ll never leave you.’

15. your heart is made of steel

16. these inconvenient fireworks

17. in front of me, a stranger talks.

18. I stir fire into the bones of the dead.

19. this place called absence

20. the heart’s memory

21. two solitudes come nearer, recognize and protect and comfort each other.

22. here is no I or you

23. when she was alone, she kissed leaves

24. the kind of touch that means something too simple to say

25. how nice–to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.

26. we are nothing but a bit of dust and shadow

27. full dark, no stars

28. if you’re so dead, why are your eyes so bright?

29. in the discorruption of flesh

30. in the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer

31. floating away in every direction

original post with notes and sources found here: http://31-days.livejournal.com/2727797.html

if these inspire anyone then :)