11:21 a.m. - 2008-04-10
day shutters
"But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?"- Camus
Amen.
I have found that I own a lot of live CDs (okay, maybe not a lot, but a decent amount), which is strange because I find that they are usually poor quality and it kinda bums me out. However, there is nothing like a live CD to make you feel like you're there and drag you out of whatever case of the reds, if you're Holly Golightly, that you're in.
Community? Roots? Answers? Religion?
Love?
Keep 'em all!
It rained yesterday, but it smelled like summer because that's how sun showers smell. Go back, way back, about 10 years back. How old were you? and where were you? Fourth of July. Cookout around the pool and all the family and neighbors are there. Sparklers and volleyball and badminton and you would never believe we are the same people because when it rained then all the adults crowded under the overhang and the kids played in the mud- cops and robbers, tag, hide n' seek, the usual. Now when it rains, there is no need for the overhang because if they were hypothetically outside together, they would just go home. It's a bit of a shame. Summer rain has a wonderful scent, especially when accompanied by sun.
So suddenly Miss Conception storms about and Mr. Flattery doesn't seem to see the problem with a little champagne in a paper cup and the couch in the corner, but when her mantra is contra and his is yourgorgeousyourwonderfulyourbeautiful, well what do you think will happen? These equations don't make sense and the absurdity would strangle you if you let it, but don't let it.
I'm just dancing from a distance, but I know you're having trouble breathing, so lets open the window and just dance together.
the sunrise is enough to kill you? maybe you're a vampire.
