Sometimes, if you're perfectly still
So here I sit,
droning out in my bedroom for the first time in likely a month.
Funny how much I used to depend on my room.
I still do... It's my only sanctuary from the household chaos.
I think I just forgot to appreciate it.
Last night was the first night I spent between sheets and not a blanket and a couch in 2 weeks.
Best sleep of my life. We're shooting for #2 tonight.
I found a fun way to tweak my dreams.
Ya, the one's you have when you're asleep.
I'll say that I've had some trippy dreams.
How would you cope with a yearly Armageddon?
Life is getting a bit too ruitine right now.
Something's missing. I know what it is.
Something exciting. Something new. Something unexpected.
I'm tired of the crap that's surrounded me for the past few years.
Some people have stayed (for whom we appreciate). Some people have changed.
It's a damn shame when you lose the people who helped sculpt you.
Who else knows you more? Hell, they know you more than you do.
They could have been around for only a couple years, but they made a mark.
Sometimes those loses take time to set in. Then they hit you.
BAM. Where did all that time go? No way to get it back, tragically.
Do they know their significance? Do they appreciate it? Will they ever?
Loss means gone, loss means change, loss means time.
My focuses. I don't really know what they are.
What's my goal. Is it society's goal for me?
How about I say "stick it" and make mine alone.
No one else is home.
Kind of nice, actually.
Now I can drown out every sound with music.
Lots and lots of music.
Somehow it blends with the sound of the mini-fridge's compressor,
and the hum of my computer fan.
Education this semester didn't work out so well.
A good lesson learned.
An early lesson learned.
It's funny watching the class of '07 do the same thing we all did last year.
All of the stressing and preparing. Just for the next step (or so they say).
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They're reality is going to get shattered.
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What they tell you in high school, about the "real world".
It's crushed. But you learn. Don't get scared. It's just different.
Mistakes don't mean it's the end. They never do.
Unless you cut the wrong wire. Most of us won't face that situation though.
Alas, I'm off. I'll dream up a storm.
The 6th hour's the charm. R.E.M.
droning out in my bedroom for the first time in likely a month.
Funny how much I used to depend on my room.
I still do... It's my only sanctuary from the household chaos.
I think I just forgot to appreciate it.
Last night was the first night I spent between sheets and not a blanket and a couch in 2 weeks.
Best sleep of my life. We're shooting for #2 tonight.
I found a fun way to tweak my dreams.
Ya, the one's you have when you're asleep.
I'll say that I've had some trippy dreams.
How would you cope with a yearly Armageddon?
Life is getting a bit too ruitine right now.
Something's missing. I know what it is.
Something exciting. Something new. Something unexpected.
I'm tired of the crap that's surrounded me for the past few years.
Some people have stayed (for whom we appreciate). Some people have changed.
It's a damn shame when you lose the people who helped sculpt you.
Who else knows you more? Hell, they know you more than you do.
They could have been around for only a couple years, but they made a mark.
Sometimes those loses take time to set in. Then they hit you.
BAM. Where did all that time go? No way to get it back, tragically.
Do they know their significance? Do they appreciate it? Will they ever?
Loss means gone, loss means change, loss means time.
My focuses. I don't really know what they are.
What's my goal. Is it society's goal for me?
How about I say "stick it" and make mine alone.
No one else is home.
Kind of nice, actually.
Now I can drown out every sound with music.
Lots and lots of music.
Somehow it blends with the sound of the mini-fridge's compressor,
and the hum of my computer fan.
Education this semester didn't work out so well.
A good lesson learned.
An early lesson learned.
It's funny watching the class of '07 do the same thing we all did last year.
All of the stressing and preparing. Just for the next step (or so they say).
\\\\\\
They're reality is going to get shattered.
\\\\\\
What they tell you in high school, about the "real world".
It's crushed. But you learn. Don't get scared. It's just different.
Mistakes don't mean it's the end. They never do.
Unless you cut the wrong wire. Most of us won't face that situation though.
Alas, I'm off. I'll dream up a storm.
The 6th hour's the charm. R.E.M.