*Beep beep beep...* Dump truck backing up
Can I pretend that my entire life is still ahead of me? That anything could happen?
You've had your turn, give me the spoon. I'll feed myself the regurgitation of those AH-DULT speeches, those inspirational books read during childhook, whoops, childhood! Haha. Have I mentioned I hate that word.
I'm really digging this band Guster. A reviewer called them "the band that writes the songs that everyone already knows". I love that. I have their album Keep It Together and Dustin just bought me Lost and Gone Forever, and the opening notes were like already-strung christmas lights flickering on again after an extended hiatus. Oh those? That's right.
I've been trying to organize since this morning, my thoughts and emotions, and get them to relate to each other.
My drug of choice: a book. I have feel-good books to escape to when there are so many thoughts I can't think.
I have it good. Playing Pokemon and Portal with the best person I've ever known, both of us have cool parents who haven't tried to kick us out yet, I don't have a job but have regular awesome volunteer experiences. And yet in every moment of downtime there is this guilt and a little voice saying DO MORE DO MORE DO MORE. Little mister do-more. God Damn.
P.S. Babies is an awesome movie, go see it. Music by Bruno Coulais.
You've had your turn, give me the spoon. I'll feed myself the regurgitation of those AH-DULT speeches, those inspirational books read during childhook, whoops, childhood! Haha. Have I mentioned I hate that word.
I'm really digging this band Guster. A reviewer called them "the band that writes the songs that everyone already knows". I love that. I have their album Keep It Together and Dustin just bought me Lost and Gone Forever, and the opening notes were like already-strung christmas lights flickering on again after an extended hiatus. Oh those? That's right.
I've been trying to organize since this morning, my thoughts and emotions, and get them to relate to each other.
My drug of choice: a book. I have feel-good books to escape to when there are so many thoughts I can't think.
I have it good. Playing Pokemon and Portal with the best person I've ever known, both of us have cool parents who haven't tried to kick us out yet, I don't have a job but have regular awesome volunteer experiences. And yet in every moment of downtime there is this guilt and a little voice saying DO MORE DO MORE DO MORE. Little mister do-more. God Damn.
P.S. Babies is an awesome movie, go see it. Music by Bruno Coulais.