"You were a vapor trail, in the clear blue sky..."
Happy Sunday everyone, time to listen to some shoegazer music, wash your cars and write in your journal.
Today I want to talk about love again. I am starting to wonder if we as people are attracted to other REAL PEOPLE, or are we in love with concepts of people that may not even exist?
I had a dream about one of my ex girlfriends last night. It was way too real for my taste. I remember in the dream thinking that it was just a dream, and when I woke up and later drifted back to sleep, the dream continued. In this dream we were so happy to be back together, the sun was shining into my car, we were holding each other... I woke up a second time and it all vanished in the clear light of a Sunday morning.
With this one, I don't even know if it is her or the way we met really... I try not to spend much time worrying about it anymore but I guess I still do.
I want to fall in love the in a manner similar to pointing out over the left field wall while up to bat against the worlds greatest pitcher. I want to point over the wall, and smack it right there, to run the bases and win the game. Anything else will not do...
Happy Sunday everyone, time to listen to some shoegazer music, wash your cars and write in your journal.
Today I want to talk about love again. I am starting to wonder if we as people are attracted to other REAL PEOPLE, or are we in love with concepts of people that may not even exist?
I had a dream about one of my ex girlfriends last night. It was way too real for my taste. I remember in the dream thinking that it was just a dream, and when I woke up and later drifted back to sleep, the dream continued. In this dream we were so happy to be back together, the sun was shining into my car, we were holding each other... I woke up a second time and it all vanished in the clear light of a Sunday morning.
With this one, I don't even know if it is her or the way we met really... I try not to spend much time worrying about it anymore but I guess I still do.
I want to fall in love the in a manner similar to pointing out over the left field wall while up to bat against the worlds greatest pitcher. I want to point over the wall, and smack it right there, to run the bases and win the game. Anything else will not do...

18 yr old drummers.....UGH!
oh and the code word or phrase was actually
"you guys are good at what you do....its not my thing though"
heheheh