Saturday, November 7

trying to keep a straight face in the shadows of tragedy

i listened intently to the lyrics of this particular song for the first time. and it really struck me. it speaks a lot of our collective lives in general.

Lying in the park on a beautiful day
Sunshine in the grass, and the children play
Siren’s passing, fire engine red
Someone’s house is burning down on a day like this

The evening comes and we’re hanging out
On the front step and a car rolls by with the windows rolled down
And that war song is playing, “why can’t we be friends?”
Someone is screaming and crying in the apartment upstairs

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
Somebody’s going hungry and someone else is eating out
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
Somebody’s heart is broken and it becomes your favorite song

The way your mouth feels in your lovers kiss
Like a pretty bird on a breeze or water to a fish
A bomb blast brings a building crashing to the floor
You hear the laughter while the children play war

Funny the way it is, if you think about it
One kid walks 10 miles to school, another’s dropping out
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
On a soldier’s last breath his baby’s being born

Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me
It must’ve been much harder when there was no bridge just water
Now the world is small, remember how it used to be
With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars

Watch the sky, the jet planes, so far out of my reach
Is there someone up there looking down on me?
Boy chase a bird, so close but every time
He’ll never catch her, but he can’t stop trying


+listening to: funny the way it is by dave matthews band


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Sunday, November 1

words

not going to lie. i have a certain sensitivity to words.

and more often than not it's those little things that hurt the most.

say what you mean and mean what you say. because it's hard to tell some times.


+listening to: grace is gone by dave matthews & tim reynolds


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Saturday, October 31

hell yea!

went for a midnight right along pen ave, and guess what? i met a bunch of other fixie riders... totally random. they came all the way down from peoria just to ride at the u of i. apparently this place is awesome for riding.

and we started chattin and checkin each others' bikes out, and then ended up asking them for tricks on stuff like skidding, riding brakeless, etc. fantastic. and we pretty much have the same frames. bd for the win!

then we just decided to go for a ride down the farm and back up lincoln. and i'm just so adrenaline pumped. going out for an all night ride tomorrow.

haven't felt this ALIVE in a long time.


+listening to: nothing


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Friday, October 30

friday

friday night and i'm still sober. the night is long, yet i'm here, playing my sweet sweet guitar. listening to the notes ring out. discovering the joy in those little half-steps of mis-intonations.

have i told you how amazing the f chord sound? wait till you hear it right after a g. and there's this strange thing. i have no idea what it is. it's just a mish mash of unrelated notes, tangled fingers. yet the sound it makes... insatiably savory. it sounds like... it wants to go somewhere, yet lingers for a moment to think.

oh they all taste like fine wines. one more drink and i'll move on.


+listening to: my sweet guitar


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Thursday, October 29

hmm...

mcD's delivery guy? seriously?

go fuck yourself.


+listening to: minerats by dave matthews band


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Saturday, October 24

recently

people say i just ignore. people say i smile and look away.

don't ridicule, because every time something like that is said, it chips away at my soul. little by little fall to pieces. unpleasant memories of troubled times. it hurts, it hurts.

don't say. don't say.


+listening to: recently by dave matthews band


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Thursday, October 22

i wonder

is the blue that i see, every time i look up, the same blue that you see? is the sweet smell, of the breeze in the rain, the same one that you smell when you're caught without an umbrella?

it seems like i'm thinking about you when i shouldn't. maybe it's because i don't see you around. i want to send you a text message, but i'm lost for words. i want to ask you out, but i don't know how.

i'm here. but i feel small. so small. how could this trouble seem so big. so big. the maples in the wind blows bright orange, the clouds in the sky still absolute pearly. every single thing i see, is a reminder of you.


+listening to: hidden track by pearl jam


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Sunday, October 18

rhyme and reason

where are you going? don't hide away.

morning was definitely exhilarating. the adrenaline was a much needed boost to what would have otherwise been a gloomy day. riding in the crisp morning air trying to make up for lost time. trying to get to where i'm going. tired legs pumping with nothing left in them. running stop signs. running red lights. cars and pedestrians are invisible. all i see is the line that i'm in.

where you are is where i belong. i do know where you go is where i want to be.


+listening to: nothing


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