*scratching record*
bring it back
(over and over again)
i was thinking to insert additional lyric manipulation but i changed my mind.
instead, i'm going to ramble on...
or not.
had i put it together before i recorded it,
something like : "you're doing great"
(and 31 days, if we're exacting)
hey, yo, thank you for walking me to my car tonight.
really - so appreciative. i hope i made it clear.
it was pretty creepy, man - what with dude in that van backing up as i walked across the lot. i wouldn't step onto the street to get in my car until he went on with his bad self.
i wonder if the guy who'd come up before had just gone around the corner to get his kidnapper vehicle and was BACK! he was totally camped out on the street before i approached.
WEIRD!
hearing you trample through the leaves behind me and seeing him shift into drive was such a relief.
thank you for the apple, and the girly stuff...
i ate a banana and a big long piece of celery when i got home.
lay in my bed and read for a few minutes.
food is so fun.
it's like how i was talking to lisa about the apple and how it actually reminds me of wood... i mean, it makes sense, right?
yeah yeah right. for real.
well. celery has strings that are fun to pull out and chew on... and when you've eaten them all, the inside is crispy ... celery is a good food for when i'm craving salt.
what the hell am i talking about.
PANTS!
i think i should acquire more pants. the skirts aren't going to work too often for too much longer.
yeah yeah yeah
it was such a beautiful day.
i take advantage of the gorgeous weather here but think about how terrific experiencing the seasons change more distinctly beginning within a year. (that was an incomplete sentence)
if i can get there during the winter, i think it'd be a great new beginning...
to meet the city hard and then melt into it while everything is budding.
exhilarating somehow, and it's only an imagination.
goodness.
oh, and good night.
early to bed and all that ... i'm a little behind.
holding my belly makes it feel better.
:sigh:
so sleeping has to wait for a minute while i plug out some thoughts again.
ha!
it's like,
all these million directions to go and so much relies on circumstance and happening and some of it we put off
some of the things would be simple
some even easy
but which do we prioritize and what are our reasons?
there's only so much time ... and so much to do - i know it seems cheezy, but really... i want so much and i think i can have it all!
of course, i'll adjust with change and the way it goes.
somehow,
certain things have taken precedence over others because they've ruled out as 'making the most sense' or 'being the simplest solution' for strange reasons that i don't understand
but we've been over this before...
i don't have to understand (not all like this) and sometimes i feel like i don't even want to know anymore...
just ... get it over with so i can do whatever. ... i mean, specific stuff that i want to do,
but somehow...
get with it,
it's obvious.
ha!
but it's not.
it's not at all all about me.
i wrote that somewhere and it's certainly not original, but reciting the words that way make me think about the chiding i'd done in the previous composition including the phrase.
rambling.
i guess this is the place to do it.
i could venture into the black pages, i suppose,
in fact - i should change that sometime to be more... inviting.
heh.
enough.
when to push and pull...
so delicate. almost like i don't want to follow the same patterns as before because it's obviously gotten me this far.
not that i can complain about where i am, but if i want something different for my life my behavior had best be adjusted,
makes good sense to me...
so i've got all this work to do. and it's fine, it keeps me busy,
passes my time...
but i feel so cautious.
and i wonder if it impedes my progress, these manners and formalities.
the slow steps while my mind peers
the fear isn't the same... it only holds a little -
of course it's not strong enough... better holds, somehow, on my part.
so many different reasons. all the motivation. the possibility.
what the hell else am i going to do... there are only a few years before other steps will be ready to move, beckoning me.
plenty of work to do - it's cut out for me already.
but all the meanwhile...
advice doesn't work, though. i can ask to no end
it's just that it IS very much about me,
and i just have to ...
be patient.
shit.
SHUT
UP!
oh, sleepy
bring it back
(over and over again)
i was thinking to insert additional lyric manipulation but i changed my mind.
instead, i'm going to ramble on...
or not.
had i put it together before i recorded it,
something like : "you're doing great"
(and 31 days, if we're exacting)
hey, yo, thank you for walking me to my car tonight.
really - so appreciative. i hope i made it clear.
it was pretty creepy, man - what with dude in that van backing up as i walked across the lot. i wouldn't step onto the street to get in my car until he went on with his bad self.
i wonder if the guy who'd come up before had just gone around the corner to get his kidnapper vehicle and was BACK! he was totally camped out on the street before i approached.
WEIRD!
hearing you trample through the leaves behind me and seeing him shift into drive was such a relief.
thank you for the apple, and the girly stuff...
i ate a banana and a big long piece of celery when i got home.
lay in my bed and read for a few minutes.
food is so fun.
it's like how i was talking to lisa about the apple and how it actually reminds me of wood... i mean, it makes sense, right?
yeah yeah right. for real.
well. celery has strings that are fun to pull out and chew on... and when you've eaten them all, the inside is crispy ... celery is a good food for when i'm craving salt.
what the hell am i talking about.
PANTS!
i think i should acquire more pants. the skirts aren't going to work too often for too much longer.
yeah yeah yeah
it was such a beautiful day.
i take advantage of the gorgeous weather here but think about how terrific experiencing the seasons change more distinctly beginning within a year. (that was an incomplete sentence)
if i can get there during the winter, i think it'd be a great new beginning...
to meet the city hard and then melt into it while everything is budding.
exhilarating somehow, and it's only an imagination.
goodness.
oh, and good night.
early to bed and all that ... i'm a little behind.
holding my belly makes it feel better.
:sigh:
so sleeping has to wait for a minute while i plug out some thoughts again.
ha!
it's like,
all these million directions to go and so much relies on circumstance and happening and some of it we put off
some of the things would be simple
some even easy
but which do we prioritize and what are our reasons?
there's only so much time ... and so much to do - i know it seems cheezy, but really... i want so much and i think i can have it all!
of course, i'll adjust with change and the way it goes.
somehow,
certain things have taken precedence over others because they've ruled out as 'making the most sense' or 'being the simplest solution' for strange reasons that i don't understand
but we've been over this before...
i don't have to understand (not all like this) and sometimes i feel like i don't even want to know anymore...
just ... get it over with so i can do whatever. ... i mean, specific stuff that i want to do,
but somehow...
get with it,
it's obvious.
ha!
but it's not.
it's not at all all about me.
i wrote that somewhere and it's certainly not original, but reciting the words that way make me think about the chiding i'd done in the previous composition including the phrase.
rambling.
i guess this is the place to do it.
i could venture into the black pages, i suppose,
in fact - i should change that sometime to be more... inviting.
heh.
enough.
when to push and pull...
so delicate. almost like i don't want to follow the same patterns as before because it's obviously gotten me this far.
not that i can complain about where i am, but if i want something different for my life my behavior had best be adjusted,
makes good sense to me...
so i've got all this work to do. and it's fine, it keeps me busy,
passes my time...
but i feel so cautious.
and i wonder if it impedes my progress, these manners and formalities.
the slow steps while my mind peers
the fear isn't the same... it only holds a little -
of course it's not strong enough... better holds, somehow, on my part.
so many different reasons. all the motivation. the possibility.
what the hell else am i going to do... there are only a few years before other steps will be ready to move, beckoning me.
plenty of work to do - it's cut out for me already.
but all the meanwhile...
advice doesn't work, though. i can ask to no end
it's just that it IS very much about me,
and i just have to ...
be patient.
shit.
SHUT
UP!
oh, sleepy
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linz:
i wonder if it has anything to do with our birthdays..
zephyra:
I think cookies are the best. So is candy.