if it ain't broken, don't fix it...
we won't go spend our lives alone...
today, while doing some menial chore at work, i locked eyes with a pretty girl outside on the street. she smiled back, then came in and tried to talk to me. she said something profoundly hippie-esque to me, that i blush to think about repeating. if we weren't so overrun with needy suburban housewives, i could have responded. could have...i dunno. processed it.
after work i wandered down belmont, stopping to hear a jam session at a coffeehouse and drink my first coffee in months. made me kinda crazy. so i wandered 25 or so blocks in downtown till i found powell's. and was absolutely sucked into every book i picked up. even found the 33 1/3 about 'in the aeroplane over the sea' (if you aren't familiar with those books, please check 'em out). never has one stoned, drunk conversation challenged me so much. someone to compete with. just wants me to push back.
today, my boys released their first music since my junior year of high school.
maybe you and i are cursed; maybe you and i are one.
but that's the universe.