Feb 16, 2005 01:15
When I grow up I want to be a rockstar. Which means randomly I'll have stuff pop into my head which if I had any musical intrumental talent I may be able to someday piece into a song. But for now, it is just one more thing to put into a LJ entry.
There was a sign on the fridge in Hawaii about not loading the whole fridge at once with warm beer or leaving the door open because it would overload and the cold would fall to the floor. Hense this is what happened as I was eating some ice cream just before going to bed:
"Open up the freezer door and let the cold fall to the floor. Swirling in the kitchen mist are thoughts of hope, and pain, and bliss. Frozen eyes stare down inabilities down insecurities down falling to my knees and dream."
If I weren't so tired I would follow this with opening the shower door, and maybe the apartment door... see what else might be falling. Probably hearts for the shower, and the sky for the apartment. Tie in some sort of chorus between all those with a cool riff or two and one of those hardcore punk breaks where the whole band jumps up at once and gets the croud bopping. Yeah. Like that.