it takes both rain and sunshine to make a rainbow.
milk & cereal = sunshine.
+listening to: street corner preacher by amos lee
Thursday, March 24
Monday, March 21
| talk |  |
i realized from staying up all night yesterday how much i missed talking.
but it's rare that i meet people whom i can converse with. i just don't have a very good grasp on the art of conversation, and that's always been something that has eluded me. it might have something to do with my yearning for knowing that there are people out there who share with me similar views, ideologies and experiences. Then i won't feel so out of place anymore.
i used to talk with close friends over coffee for hours on end, and last night reminded me of how badly i'm missing that. i almost wanted to put a sign up somewhere that says "have coffee, will talk" but then again, i'm afraid there won't be anyone or anything to talk about.
all you people like me out there, please.. put your hand up.
+listening to: dock of the bay by sara bareilles
Saturday, March 19
| dreams of airplanes | |
so i had this strange thought at lunch, about flying and airplanes. and then it occurred to me that it was a perfect excuse to ride mon vélo, so off to willard i went. and the weather couldn't have been more perfect, though the headwinds on the way home were a little much. it's just about the perfect 20 mile lunch ride, and i'll see if i can find a way onto the tarmac next time.
+listening to: nothing
Wednesday, March 16
| 3 AM | |
1am passed me by and then 2am and now it's 3am and not a soul on msn or skype. so itunes be my friend.
deep into the night, i needed something to shake me loose from this slump. and i knew the exact song that's just perfect for the occasion. it's already started streaming into my head before i could hit the play button.
fairytale it is. sara never fails to comfort me on these dark and tumultuous days.
and for the rest of the night, i think i am going to need some soul. credence clearwater, david ryan harris, amos lee, ben harper, bill withers, dean fields and aloe blacc immediately comes to mind. i think i've pretty much got it covered.
maybe i'll finish it all off with some tristan prettyman and jason mraz, just for a taste of all that jazz - the conversation between two people who truly understand each other.
i'm tired of trying to fit in.
+listening to: fairytale by sara bareilles
Tuesday, March 15
| it's been a while | |
no matter how shit the days are, or how screwed up things are looking, catching up with ruggers and talking rugby always brings a smile to my face.
rugby runs deep in my veins, even though it's been so long that i've forgotton what it's like to run onto the paddock and toss a few around, feel the blood rush to the head and the lightness in the feet.
kia kaha
+listening to: nothing
Sunday, March 13
| medicine for melancholy | |
feeling a little down on this particular sunday afternoon, for no particular reason.
maybe it's because of the chaos that is brewing in the pacific, hope all the lost souls find their way...
the images of people dancing in a ball room is still fresh on my mind. i don't know why. i just remember staring blankly at all the faces.
i wanted to say something. but the scene in my head is an absolute mess. and some things are better left unsaid. there is nothing to do except move on.
+listening to: guest check by tristan prettyman
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