Feb 09, 2006 01:49
so i just got home after spending a few hours with the woman from the relationship in my last post. the latest one that bit the dust. and now it feels as though the dust is being kicked up in my face and in the mist of this dust-storm i can't even turn around to run away. she's blinding me with this on and off compassion and for some fucked up reason, tonight, i'm okay with that.
a buddy of mine i work with can play guitar like a motherfucker, write music like it's his native tongue, but can't write with actual words to save his life. so of course he figured he'd turn to me. it's an interesting challenge. he's got a song written and is supposed to have tabs for me tomorrow so i can get a hang of the sound while i try to put words to it. we've been talking for months about this girl, the one that got away so to speak. i know all the ins and outs of every time they've tried to get together and he always says i can read his emotions better than he can, so at first i was like, yeah, sure it'll be no problem to put some lyrics down. but of course it's not that simple and i've started yet another project that i have no clue how i'll finish. any advice from anyone musically inclined? or literary? or i dunno...breathing?