we all live. this is how i do mine.Tumblr (3.0; @borrowmyshoes)http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/<p>what to do in this world when all you know is digital&#8230;</p> <p>what to do </p> <p>what to do&#8230;&#8230;.</p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12648313532http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12648313532Fri, 11 Nov 2011 10:16:09 -0800<iframe src="//www.tumblr.com/video/borrowmyshoes/12475197742/400" id="tumblr_video_iframe_12475197742" class="tumblr_video_iframe" width="400" height="300" style="display:block;background-color:transparent;overflow:hidden;" allowTransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen></iframe><br/><br/><p><strong><em>soaking keys.</em></strong></p> <p>writing piano in the rain.</p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12475197742http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12475197742Mon, 07 Nov 2011 10:59:45 -0800<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu2eozeavh1r5ec2to1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><span> <p>I’m growing very tired of wanting.</p> <p>“the catch is never as good as the chase.” Someone told me this today and it really bothered me. </p> <p>If this it is true.. then the future holds nothing but a gradual decline of happiness. I’m exhausted, continuously chasing the foxes of desire. Burrowing somewhere underground, behind the drapes of trees… always out of reach lying just beyond a row of fallen, sleeping logs. Strapped with arrows and pocketing knives, I’m ready to trap the one that belongs to me.  </p> <p>i want… i want… i want… i need. </p> <p>My skull sits atop a pedestal. Perched, on display beneath beams of light that illuminate floating dust particles like dancing fireflies. Tonight’s showing: A head-on collision. An urn sculpted prematurely by incessant urges. The wanting… the needing. It’s compulsive. </p> <p>And the show begins…</p> <p>The crank spins wildly of a tightening vice as the metal plates come closer. Speeding trains with no headlights on a path towards destruction. My head-on collision. I can feel the cold steel surfaces pressing against my jaw-clenched cheeks. Pushing. Smashing. Crushing. My teeth crack and tumble, like soldiers impaled with raining bows and toppling over the castle’s edge. Chipped, cracked, and shattered. The crank still spins. The walls compress further. My skull bones begin their defense straining to shield against the persistent crushing. Just as I feel a hint of resistance… and it seems the crank starts to slow…</p> <p>a breath escapes.</p> <p>The vice closes.</p> <p>The showroom lights go out. </p> <p>I don’t want to want anymore.</p> </span></p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12271530518http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12271530518Wed, 02 Nov 2011 20:22:10 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltws8o6I8u1r5ec2to1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>the bird in the clouds, dreaming <strong>big </strong>lately.</p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12145828055http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12145828055Sun, 30 Oct 2011 19:29:11 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltupyhrU1t1r5ec2to1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>“sigur ros - inni” premier screening - downtown, los angeles</p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12093840747http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12093840747Sat, 29 Oct 2011 16:44:41 -0700<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltuobg8s5f1r5ec2to1_500.png"/><br/><br/><p>The lit trees of New York City.</p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12092487249http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12092487249Sat, 29 Oct 2011 16:09:16 -0700<p>Well, here I am. After much hesitation and skepticism&#8230; I&#8217;m now hopping on the Tumblr train. Please join me in a toast to many posts in the future.</p> <p>Cheers.</p>http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12091785879http://borrowmyshoes.tumblr.com/post/12091785879Sat, 29 Oct 2011 15:50:46 -0700