kolic

So I've finally been cooking and things like that. It took being broke for 2 weeks to get me to learn how to live. I've enjoyed it. I've had several moments lately where I've felt nicely human and content, which are the moments I live for.

It occurred to me what learning this stuff is like though. When I learn to play a song on guitar, I just sorta read the music and listen to the song and do my best to imitate what I hear. Most of the time, it takes a bit. I make slow notes that sound bad and sometimes get frustrated. Sometimes though, a riff will just go 'click' and sound perfect and I get this feeling of satisfaction and completion. That's what living is like for me. I watch how others go through it and do my best to imitate them, going through their motions, trying to get it to work. A lot of times, it fails and I get frustrated because I can't understand how they're making it work. Sometimes though, on rare occasion, it clicks and I figure it out, and I get that same feeling of satisfaction.

Feeling nicely human lately. Right, and maybe someday, the Blue Fairy will make me a real boy.

Oh, and my new ink:

Not the best pic, but you try taking a picture of your sternum with a cellphone.