fall in love again
come on over to vashon
for a little drive
spend time with lucy
spend time with brian
reflect a little bit
but mostly look forward
i met up with brian last night. it was a little later than i expected. it made me realise how cold and wet seattle can get in the winter. lucy's windows all fog up and i can see my breath as i drive.
brian is an interesting friend of mine. he's always the same person, but he never ceases to amaze me. he's truly a three dimensional person. last night, it was all about bitches and hoes and abrasive comrodery.
we made plans to get up early in the morning and catch a ferry to vashon so we all promtly went to bed right around midnight. but even after the lights went out, we talked sleepy nonsense about baby jesus and teenage angst jesus.
if jesus was alive and active in society today would he were mothball sweaters and thick black framed glasses?
of course, whitney's alarm goes off at 7am and every ten minutes until 8am. in the wonderful waking hour, i dream about going to a music show. all of my dream world friends are there, none of which i actualy know in the real world.
"not only is my name intersting, but i'll give it to you if you ask for it!" a tall blonde haired kid says as he steps off the stage. he's a friend of mine and i think his name is jason. he attracts some girls i know and they sort of compete for his attention.
i know the girls, too. they don't only look alike, but they are sisters.
the next act is a hip hop group. a black guy plays synthesizer keyboards and spins a record while a cute brunete girl sings an carpenters love song. it was very familiar and i could sing along to it.
actualy, the girl was a transexual. and i remember hearing them sing the duet earlier, but it wasn't nearly as powerful. this time around, it was so hypnotic. it was beyond hypnotic. it was like a dream state within the dream state. downtempo and cool.
then i snapped out of it. first i heard brian turn over in his bed and then i heard the alarm going off.
at first it's annoying when you wake up from a dream so abruptly. yet at the same time, i wonder if there is any other way to come out of a dream state. if the transition was natural, would i be able to remember the dream? maybe not.
brian and i shared a cigarete and coffee for breakfast while on the ferry.
on the island, brian and i sort of un-consciously raced over to the country club. brian works there until about 2pm today. i'm going to meet up with him again at sporty's later. i should try to get some cigaretes so we can smoke them.
for a limited time only, do us seattle people have the liberty to smoke in bars. starting december 8th, that freedom will be revoked.
the change is somewhat symbolic in my life. i don't really go to bars and i don't really smoke but i've always enjoyed going to bars and smoking. i miss living in the u-district and hanging out with marty. those times are gone now. but there are new times ahead. i can't imagine that they'll even compare with the past, but thats the beauty. right?
will anything ever be that good again? of course.
for a little drive
spend time with lucy
spend time with brian
reflect a little bit
but mostly look forward
i met up with brian last night. it was a little later than i expected. it made me realise how cold and wet seattle can get in the winter. lucy's windows all fog up and i can see my breath as i drive.
brian is an interesting friend of mine. he's always the same person, but he never ceases to amaze me. he's truly a three dimensional person. last night, it was all about bitches and hoes and abrasive comrodery.
we made plans to get up early in the morning and catch a ferry to vashon so we all promtly went to bed right around midnight. but even after the lights went out, we talked sleepy nonsense about baby jesus and teenage angst jesus.
if jesus was alive and active in society today would he were mothball sweaters and thick black framed glasses?
of course, whitney's alarm goes off at 7am and every ten minutes until 8am. in the wonderful waking hour, i dream about going to a music show. all of my dream world friends are there, none of which i actualy know in the real world.
"not only is my name intersting, but i'll give it to you if you ask for it!" a tall blonde haired kid says as he steps off the stage. he's a friend of mine and i think his name is jason. he attracts some girls i know and they sort of compete for his attention.
i know the girls, too. they don't only look alike, but they are sisters.
the next act is a hip hop group. a black guy plays synthesizer keyboards and spins a record while a cute brunete girl sings an carpenters love song. it was very familiar and i could sing along to it.
actualy, the girl was a transexual. and i remember hearing them sing the duet earlier, but it wasn't nearly as powerful. this time around, it was so hypnotic. it was beyond hypnotic. it was like a dream state within the dream state. downtempo and cool.
then i snapped out of it. first i heard brian turn over in his bed and then i heard the alarm going off.
at first it's annoying when you wake up from a dream so abruptly. yet at the same time, i wonder if there is any other way to come out of a dream state. if the transition was natural, would i be able to remember the dream? maybe not.
brian and i shared a cigarete and coffee for breakfast while on the ferry.
on the island, brian and i sort of un-consciously raced over to the country club. brian works there until about 2pm today. i'm going to meet up with him again at sporty's later. i should try to get some cigaretes so we can smoke them.
for a limited time only, do us seattle people have the liberty to smoke in bars. starting december 8th, that freedom will be revoked.
the change is somewhat symbolic in my life. i don't really go to bars and i don't really smoke but i've always enjoyed going to bars and smoking. i miss living in the u-district and hanging out with marty. those times are gone now. but there are new times ahead. i can't imagine that they'll even compare with the past, but thats the beauty. right?
will anything ever be that good again? of course.