I'm Emily. NY, Good ol' USA. Headed to SUNY Binghamton this fall. I write and think too much for my own good. INFP, mostly.
Things I tend to like: Writing, longboarding, running, good music, tea, books, guitars, interesting company, deep conversations, concerts, cities, David Foster Wallace, headphones, black and white cookies, coffee
Music: Post-Rock, Post-Hardcore, 80’s Alt, Punk, Alternative. To name a few: Thursday, Bloc Party, Screaming Females, The Sugarcubes, Björk, Sonic Youth, Sigur Rós, The Magnetic Fields, Joy Division, Say Hi, Portishead, Pavement, Operatic, The Decemberists, The Cure, The Bravery, Cloud Cult, Balmorhea, Fever Ray
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I am sitting here, staring at a screen, thinking of nothing in particular. Lurid bursts of color swim beneath my eyelids. Maybe I am asleep. I skim over the still frames that I’ve taken throughout my life. Some are faded grit, others clean-lined and terrifying. I weave language, hoping my threads will touch someone outside of the opaque mass of my inward reality. I realize that I do love to be around certain people. I love their voices and their movements and their eyes. I miss them terribly. I feel quite useless sometimes, but not lately. I’m floating on the latent curves of a forming future. Slowly. How quickly it all can be taken away…I choose not to confine myself within my own head. I’ve done that before. I will read my stories and poems and sing my songs and I will find people that will listen. I will capture more still frames and visit the seldom-tread corners of the world. I will speak, I will listen. I will exist.