All along the eastern shore...
This has been an entirely mediocre Christmas. I'm going to sound petty and materialistic, but I really didn't get what I wanted.
I'm talking about much more than presents though. I wanted somebody there, and I didn't get that. I wanted to sustain a relationship in my life, and I didn't get that either. I wanted the first girl that I met in Albany to be home and safe and out of the hospital, Peter Sorrell never having happened, and for everything to be normal and sane and fun again. And I certainly didn't get that.
I want summer, I want stagnation, I want cinema. I want to hit 'Play' and resume where I left off. And if I can't have that, then I want Labor Day in Manhattan.
I just need to come to terms: I can never get that back. I can never get anything back.
Christmas of '08 ended up roughly equivalent to New Year's. What a terrible thing to be. But what can you do?
I'm talking about much more than presents though. I wanted somebody there, and I didn't get that. I wanted to sustain a relationship in my life, and I didn't get that either. I wanted the first girl that I met in Albany to be home and safe and out of the hospital, Peter Sorrell never having happened, and for everything to be normal and sane and fun again. And I certainly didn't get that.
I want summer, I want stagnation, I want cinema. I want to hit 'Play' and resume where I left off. And if I can't have that, then I want Labor Day in Manhattan.
I just need to come to terms: I can never get that back. I can never get anything back.
Christmas of '08 ended up roughly equivalent to New Year's. What a terrible thing to be. But what can you do?