2006, I think I love you. I know we haven't been seeing each other for very long. I know it's so easy to get caught up in the rush of something new. Yet, this feels so different! I love everything about you. The way your days are getting longer, the way you smell, the way you curl up your evenings with such a nice cold breeze, especially the way you point out incredibly rad people to become a part of my life. You drive me crazy! You have this cute little way of giving me a beautifully sunny week in February, just when I need it. May I say that this feels so good? Don't blush, you are beautiful.
Today I was walking around the Park Blocks, listening to Beulah on the old portable (me the pod-person), when this amazing ray of sunlight hit me in the face just as that really awesome part of Gravity's Bringing Us Down comes in 3:14 minutes into the song. It reminded me that one of the best things I ever did was catching Beulah in concert before they broke up. Then it reminded me that I am really lucky to be where I am and that I should be so thankful for the people in my life. You know who you are, expect hugs.
If any of you want to convince Beulah to get back together, that would be really cool.
Today I was walking around the Park Blocks, listening to Beulah on the old portable (me the pod-person), when this amazing ray of sunlight hit me in the face just as that really awesome part of Gravity's Bringing Us Down comes in 3:14 minutes into the song. It reminded me that one of the best things I ever did was catching Beulah in concert before they broke up. Then it reminded me that I am really lucky to be where I am and that I should be so thankful for the people in my life. You know who you are, expect hugs.
If any of you want to convince Beulah to get back together, that would be really cool.
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alyssum:
The funny thing is, my brother was a Cancer and I never remember him being ...well, at all Cancer-like. Except for the pouty moods and in his case being a terminal mama's boy. (Which I will state for the record not all Cancers are) I coulda come out like him too, Cancer-pouty but not Cancer-smooshy. Or I coulda been his opposite and been only Cancer-smooshy. That woulda been okay.
venice:
My head is fine. My stomach, not as much.