magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

another day. same old story. bits and pieces of email, mostly out of context instead.

from sam:

and i have been doing a lot of reading...

lots of reading? who are you and what have you done with my brother? actually i think it's really cool that he's found something that interests him enough to do research for no other reason than that it's interesting. zen and yoga. discordianism. other mystic beliefs.

from nikki, in response to my response about her email prompted by my comment about her phone call:

Maybe I was a little too sensitive. Did anyone tell you that you look like John Lennon? And you really really do.

in high school, when i had round glasses, the comment was made much more often. there were even a group of people who called me lennon during my freshman and sophomore years. not as many comments since then. two or three since i've been at risd.

to molly:

i've spent a bunch of time thinking about yr email since i got it. i've read it over a few times. started composing replies in my head. this is the way i usually try to write poetry. sometimes it is successful. it's not successful for architecture. you can't compose a whole building in yr head. i think i'm more successful when i write poetry late at night, or when i'm overwhelmed with emotions that i can't think of any other way to mediate. unfortunately these methods don't seem to translate to architecture either. i'm not productive in studio at night, and i'm not sure that architecture is a viable outlet for emotion (although that might be worth testing).

...or another life that i'm concurrently living elsewhen and where. or maybe someone else's life entirely. "and like souls were crossed over" you said.

from sonali:

lots of theatre, that's all I care about.

as long as it makes you happy. i never really understood the frame of mind of knowing exactly what you wanted to do. i was jealous of it sometimes. i sort of understand it now. a little bit. i still have no idea what i want to be when i grow up. or too many ideas maybe. but i really do love architecture. as crazy as it is driving me. as much as i claim to hate it from time to time. wow.