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" The heat of the sun awakened them in the afternoon. They tried to convince themselves to go back to sleep and not let the other one know they were awake, but after a few minutes the game became tedious."
Who hasn't felt that? It's so great to see that captured in writing.
You don't want to wake the other in the morning, because then you know it's time to go. Time to part ways and who's to say for sure when you meet again? Who's to know if you ever will? It's sad but it's beautiful. It's great to have an appreciation for even the somber-est thoughts and memories, I think. It makes you stronger. It makes you a better person.
Like writing the name of the person you love in the sand. It feels so great, it feels like it will forever be there for otheres to see. But then the tide comes in, and everything gets erased. weird.
Have you ever stood on the overpass and watched all the cars below you? Wonder where they're going? who's in them? famous person? are they going to a funeral? are they going to a wedding? are they happy? are they on the verge of suicide? I know it's weird to think these things, but I think it's good for me. The ocean, the sky, and other things like watching the cars below me, are what makes me feel so small and insignificant sometimes. and I don't mean that in a bad way. I like it. I'd like to think it keeps me in check.
Can you remember where you were a year ago today?
How about a month?
Unless it was an important date to you, chances are you don't...
so strange how we forget things....
but at the same time...
I find it even more strange the little things that can trigger those memories you didn't even know you had.
Like Weezer's blue album..woah...I don't think any other cd gives me such great memories. Driving around all over the place with Brook and listening to her sing every word. I remember never hearing one song on that album I didn't like. It makes me so happy...that last modest mouse cd? the august before i went to europe, that whole summer ws just amazing....fucking beautiful. moulin rouge soundtrack (make fun if you want, fucking great music) reminds me of driving 3 hours to visit ash with kari and she told me to put in whatever i wanted to listen to....that cd was on repeat in the car the whole way home...i thought it was the greatest thing. all bright eyes (again, make fun...whatever) brings back memories of all the fun i had in chicago with jenna, and how much i could relate to some of that music around that time. but we've shared so many other music-related memories together..."love stinks" came on the radio today at work and I had to keep myself from laughing too loud. Remembering danielle knocking herself out with the mic. I remember when my mom left and every morning I woke up expecting to see her in the kitchen...ready to ask me how i had slept. during those times, i couldn't even stand hearing patsy cline because she was my mom's favorite. when i was little i tried to sing just like her in hopes that it would make her proud...i could go on forever....everyone could, I guess...
one of these days I'll make a list of all the songs, all the albums that have such significant memories attached to them.....
woah....
that was quite the tangent...
but i guess you'll have that sometimes...
it's good for you.
Who hasn't felt that? It's so great to see that captured in writing.
You don't want to wake the other in the morning, because then you know it's time to go. Time to part ways and who's to say for sure when you meet again? Who's to know if you ever will? It's sad but it's beautiful. It's great to have an appreciation for even the somber-est thoughts and memories, I think. It makes you stronger. It makes you a better person.
Like writing the name of the person you love in the sand. It feels so great, it feels like it will forever be there for otheres to see. But then the tide comes in, and everything gets erased. weird.
Have you ever stood on the overpass and watched all the cars below you? Wonder where they're going? who's in them? famous person? are they going to a funeral? are they going to a wedding? are they happy? are they on the verge of suicide? I know it's weird to think these things, but I think it's good for me. The ocean, the sky, and other things like watching the cars below me, are what makes me feel so small and insignificant sometimes. and I don't mean that in a bad way. I like it. I'd like to think it keeps me in check.
Can you remember where you were a year ago today?
How about a month?
Unless it was an important date to you, chances are you don't...
so strange how we forget things....
but at the same time...
I find it even more strange the little things that can trigger those memories you didn't even know you had.
Like Weezer's blue album..woah...I don't think any other cd gives me such great memories. Driving around all over the place with Brook and listening to her sing every word. I remember never hearing one song on that album I didn't like. It makes me so happy...that last modest mouse cd? the august before i went to europe, that whole summer ws just amazing....fucking beautiful. moulin rouge soundtrack (make fun if you want, fucking great music) reminds me of driving 3 hours to visit ash with kari and she told me to put in whatever i wanted to listen to....that cd was on repeat in the car the whole way home...i thought it was the greatest thing. all bright eyes (again, make fun...whatever) brings back memories of all the fun i had in chicago with jenna, and how much i could relate to some of that music around that time. but we've shared so many other music-related memories together..."love stinks" came on the radio today at work and I had to keep myself from laughing too loud. Remembering danielle knocking herself out with the mic. I remember when my mom left and every morning I woke up expecting to see her in the kitchen...ready to ask me how i had slept. during those times, i couldn't even stand hearing patsy cline because she was my mom's favorite. when i was little i tried to sing just like her in hopes that it would make her proud...i could go on forever....everyone could, I guess...
one of these days I'll make a list of all the songs, all the albums that have such significant memories attached to them.....
woah....
that was quite the tangent...
but i guess you'll have that sometimes...
it's good for you.