rainy day
so things are dwindling down this semester. Finals and projects are overloading my notebook (along with scraps of paper with obscure thoughts and unfinished poetry). I keep finding myself digging deeper and deeper into financial hell and I'm fighting tooth and nail to jump off this sinking ship. But, you know, you can only do so much with your own two hands. I'm proud of myself for the time: I came back to school, I'm doing pretty good in my classes, I met the most wonderful girl and we're holding our breaths under the watchful eyes of the autumn stars, and I know things could be so much worse. As a duality, things could always be better, but why dwell on the potential aspects of things when you can cherish and enjoy the present moments? Oh, this young lady is quite amazing. I could ramble on and on about her, but I don't want to bore anyone. I think I've found a good metaphor for her. She reminds me of the candy that my grandmother used to keep in her glass candy dish on the coffee table. Those sugary little pieces of heaven your mouth can't resist and you make a habit of reaching your hands in there and grabbing a handful. At first, you cram as many as you can into your mouth. But, eventually, you learn to cherish each and every piece in their own individual bliss. It's these minute memories that I carry within that keep a smile on my face, no matter what's on my mind or what the weather's like. So, here's the topping for this update.
"Hard Candy" by Counting Crows
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me
I empty drawers of other summers
Where my shadows used to be
She is standing by the water
As her smile begins to curl
In this or any other summer
She is something all together different
Never just an ordinary girl
And in the evenings on Long Island
When the colors start to fade
She wears a silly yellow hat
That someone gave her when she stayed
I didn't think that she returned it
We left New York in a whirl
Time expands and then contracts
When you are spinning
In the grips of someone
Who is not an ordinary girl
And when you sleep
You find your mother in the night
But she stays just out of sight
So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming
And when you wake the morning covers you with light
And it makes you feel alright
But it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
You send your lover off to China
Then you wait for her to call
You put your girl up on a pedestal
Then you wait for her to fall
I put my summer's back in a letter
And I hide it from the world
All the regrets you can't forget
Are somehow pressed upon a picture
In the face of such an ordinary girl
And when you sleep
You find your mother in the night
But she fades just out of sight
So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming
And when you wake the morning showers you with light
And it makes you feel alright
But it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
Again
It's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
Again
And it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
Go ask her to come around
And see me late after dark
Don't ask me to come around
Then wait to if there's a spark
"Hard Candy" by Counting Crows
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me
I empty drawers of other summers
Where my shadows used to be
She is standing by the water
As her smile begins to curl
In this or any other summer
She is something all together different
Never just an ordinary girl
And in the evenings on Long Island
When the colors start to fade
She wears a silly yellow hat
That someone gave her when she stayed
I didn't think that she returned it
We left New York in a whirl
Time expands and then contracts
When you are spinning
In the grips of someone
Who is not an ordinary girl
And when you sleep
You find your mother in the night
But she stays just out of sight
So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming
And when you wake the morning covers you with light
And it makes you feel alright
But it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
You send your lover off to China
Then you wait for her to call
You put your girl up on a pedestal
Then you wait for her to fall
I put my summer's back in a letter
And I hide it from the world
All the regrets you can't forget
Are somehow pressed upon a picture
In the face of such an ordinary girl
And when you sleep
You find your mother in the night
But she fades just out of sight
So there isn't any sweetness in the dreaming
And when you wake the morning showers you with light
And it makes you feel alright
But it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
Again
It's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
Again
And it's just the same hard candy
You're remembering again
Go ask her to come around
And see me late after dark
Don't ask me to come around
Then wait to if there's a spark