words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Thursday, April 08, 2004
all these heavy thoughts have actually added a bit of bounce to me lately. i think just expressing some of the thoughts and troubles i've had the past couple of months has allowed me to focus on better parts of life. hooray for melodramatic writing! when i start to over-emphasize my troubles, it helps to realize how small they are, and how much i can enjoy life. even if i do wonder if it might be better to not have to live. that's a weird thought, i suppose, wondering if life is worthwhile. wouldn't it be so much easier if we didn't have to live? maybe it's hope that keeps us going. but hope in what? a better future? fun times? or is it just a sense of responsibility, of taking care of those around you, not disappointing them, etc.
some people say that teenagers emote more with music than any other age-group. maybe i never left those teenage years. music matters more to me than anybody in my life. it's stayed with me longer and been more available than anyone i've ever known. people always fade away, and i've lost too many friends to distance and change. sex really isn't that great, and too many books that i read anymore disappoint me, but the same songs are still there, plus i find more music all the time, adding to the cumulative emotion. of the few things i find worth living for, music is easily the most important to me.
i'm not sure how to look at that. i hope i can develop more trust in people, but i have no expectations that i will keep any friends that i currently have. i suppose moving around so much has done a number on me. and yet, i certainly appreciate the friends i have, even knowing that i will lose them someday. just because a meal doesn't last forever doesn't mean that it isn't good while you have it.
i've also noticed that when i eat chips and salsa, i get progressively faster, as if the food is going to go away if i dont' hurry up and grab it.
11:34 PM
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