Feb 03, 2009 13:26
I've heard this town's a one horse town.
And I'm riding it home.
Along side potholes and pedicabs,
vomit filled toes and an endless sky of Zeus' sneeze.
The way you look at me lately,
with eyes deep and dark as the blackest stallion's,
I have to wonder if this is what falling short feels like.
Because I'm riding home.
Through yellow lights and shallow puddles,
busted streetlight roads and an endless sky of Zeus' sneeze
and something's happening.
Feeling confident about certain aspects of life lately, not so confident about others. A balance? Mayhaps, but I would be more inclined to agree if the confidence came where and when I needed it. Aced a test today and a paper...or at least got a really good grade on the test. Wanting summer and a car lately. Wanting road trips and camping under the stars with Sam again. Wanting warm weather and stronger arms. Summer was a great time. It's usually a great time. What a force having someone to share everyday life with can be. Wanting a new location...from the apartment to the town from the town to the country. Want to teach English in a foreign place when I graduate. Wanting change, but comfortable with the firmiliarity.