ryman

thought for the day:
"Yellowed, creased and crumpled faces still smile
Snap-shot begging "Please don't forget me"
Seems like everybody's got a set of good old days they like to remember themselves back into when their current state is lacking some way.
Mean sweet and empty all my teeth are singing...
"Sugar, come back down to the cavity"
Buckle in, settle down. You've got a ways left to go (Interstate 80 back to the city three hour delay
six kids laid out on the highway
It was a brand new van must've got a bad flat...

Every good day gets old."

but really, today was, isn't too bad. a weird weekend when the last of my single friends got together. which was really sweet (and about f***ing time too, finishing the past six months of tip-toeing around) but scary too because its now me and me alone. i'm thinking its time to get out of this damn city and figure out whatever it is I mean to do with my life. God, I don't know where to start.
Change is good, natural. keep telling me that and tell me how you all stay grounded when everything seems to be in the air.
and I'm loving the new mogwai and (especially) radiohead albums too. I'm off to get some tea and have a bath and a bit of a think about things.
lots of love
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx r