Not Knowing...
One thing i know is that i don't get more sure of specifics as i grow up, i get less sure. what i get more sure of are broad things. the specifics start to run into each other, start to look like pieces of clothing.
I'm sort of numb. It's strange how deep this goes, little league dreams and strange little league trauma, learning to be let down, learning to never stop trying. learning to be scruffy and a little weird and say the wrong thing and have heart.
People have waited their whole lives for this. I have waited my whole life. It's not something I thought about much, but it's so funny how guarded I became anytime things would get good. This time it actually happened. It's a strange long line of drama, and in a strange way maybe it's time for me to let go of some stuff too.
I try to think about other girls, but all i can think about is scarlett making out with someone else.
This is my friend Steve. He is twenty and makes records. You can here some by clicking
here Im recording some new stuff this weekend, and hopefully should have some shows this summer/aumtum in friends basements and I need to try and keep my mind busy. I need to learn.