I think the reason i want to do music so much is because my secret wish is to disappear into the songs i listen to, and basically, i am trying to create a musical landscape in order to make that happen.
also, maybe its just plain ole escapism, cause lately i find myself getting the impulse to leave everything behind, armed with just a bacpack and a few items, and go wherever the road takes me. i mean i have a girlfriend i absolutely adore, shes awesome. i have nice apartment, a good job, and am going to school. plus i have some cool creative partnerships and we're trying to make something happen. But for some reason the road keeps calling me...and i keep letting it in my head.
the other day i saw this volkswagen minivan with oregon plates and this girl in it who was all tattooed tribal-like, all the way from her head to her toes. i wish i would have said something to her cause i totally wanted to, but instead i just sat there and stared and she probably thought i was some conservative midwestern idiot who could not appreciate her coolness. i wanted to be like. hey do you need a few bucks? are you passing through? do you need a place to crash for the night? how can i help you because you are so intriguing to me right now? can i hitch a ride? lol. yea. o well. i think the reason i am not doing the same is i think too much and talk myself out of things and thats why i am now in this place, seemingly stuck, in debt over my head, landlocked, and probably going to be imprisoned into a marriage sooner or later, in some stupid office job. no! thats not what i want.
i dont mind the married part of the idea. thats not what bothers me. i want to be traveling the world. will that ever happen? i ask that question, but it is so rhetorical, cause no one can answer that except for me.
also, maybe its just plain ole escapism, cause lately i find myself getting the impulse to leave everything behind, armed with just a bacpack and a few items, and go wherever the road takes me. i mean i have a girlfriend i absolutely adore, shes awesome. i have nice apartment, a good job, and am going to school. plus i have some cool creative partnerships and we're trying to make something happen. But for some reason the road keeps calling me...and i keep letting it in my head.
the other day i saw this volkswagen minivan with oregon plates and this girl in it who was all tattooed tribal-like, all the way from her head to her toes. i wish i would have said something to her cause i totally wanted to, but instead i just sat there and stared and she probably thought i was some conservative midwestern idiot who could not appreciate her coolness. i wanted to be like. hey do you need a few bucks? are you passing through? do you need a place to crash for the night? how can i help you because you are so intriguing to me right now? can i hitch a ride? lol. yea. o well. i think the reason i am not doing the same is i think too much and talk myself out of things and thats why i am now in this place, seemingly stuck, in debt over my head, landlocked, and probably going to be imprisoned into a marriage sooner or later, in some stupid office job. no! thats not what i want.
i dont mind the married part of the idea. thats not what bothers me. i want to be traveling the world. will that ever happen? i ask that question, but it is so rhetorical, cause no one can answer that except for me.
