It’s from On the Road, which I should read again. The ones who never yawn. So sick at heart. Tired, tired. Tired.
Knew he was on the train but couldn’t see him anymore. Bumped into a couple people on the way back to the car I was so out of it.
Rosemary calls me “babysitter.” It’s our first day together tomorrow and I have a feeling I am going to need all of my energy to be a good one.
My trip is over but maybe a new one is beginning inside of me, we can always hope.
I just like that quotation a lot, all of these stars in me again falling.
|Rm in her new boots.|