salieri

I have been listening to a lot of Maria Dunn lately.


Oh the night falls heavy and strange
But I've never been more sane
As I hear you softly speak to me
In the sound of the gathering rain


If I hold still and open my mind
It's your voice at the end of the line
Or you're stopping by with a story or two
And making me take some time
(God I wish I'd have taken more time)


This moment is precious and rare
So I've poured you the angel's share
And I'll raise my glass to your peace at last
And your beauty beyond compare.


I sat there. Thinking about it all. You know, all of it; and suddenly it became so clear.

There are moments I wish I could freeze in time forever and replay and replay and replay until they faded from over use.

People rush and dodge and worry and fear, and it all seems so pointless.

Today was a day that warranted long talks at a caf with friends, and of remembering those lost along the way. Today was a day that made me realize that all those little things I worry about shouldn't really matter at all, and don't.

I know when I go to sleep and awake tomorrow morning this feeling will be gone. Easy come, easy go I guess.

Life is funny that way.

"Dear Japanese people:
Please stop exploring your sexuality. It really freaks us out.
Love, American People."