Nostalgia and a bag of weed.

Jul 11, 2005 15:40

Yar, things are going back to normal after a week or two that now seems like chaos, looking back on it. Everything's all good though. My baby's gone for the whole week, its depressing. I'll live though... i guess.

I'm doing well over all, given the things I have had in my left hand the most these past few weeks have been my lighter and my guitar pick, and sparingly, my favorite pen has pushed aside the guitar playing and the marijuana(&stuff) consumption. I've had a lot of time to write lately, now that I don't spend all my nights on the phone from 10pm-3am.

I usually (and unconciously) judge how busy I've been, by how long I stay bored throughout the day. Ive not been bored for months, but i never have anything to do. Relevant? Maybe. Important? No. But having nothing is pretty straight even though most people comnplain about it (ha! motivation... psh), it gives you time to meet your own interests without having to be aware of another person.

Which is why I absolutely adore music. But when you do get such time alone to just sit down and listen to music and stare at a wall, smoke a bowl, whatever, I find myself listening to the same stuff after a couple of days, its like i'm listening to a radio type programming schedule. And what a diverse schedule it is. Curtis Mayfield, some Dylan, all of the Death Row artists, and lately I've been captured by Duane Allmans slide guitar, inspiring me to actually search for my little glass slide and pull off his licks for hours. I'm actually trying to learn other peoples work to further my own tecnique (what IN the fuck. Motivation?)

Yeah.
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