life, as always, continues apace. zoom. the other night walking home i sang a song about seahorses and rocking chairs and fire hydrants. it was just me and the earliest birds out at 3am. i'm so busy these days.
you remember that moment playing heads up seven up as a kid, when you waited and waited, tensed, your entire being centered around that one eager digit, and then someone tapped your thumb and it was like a realization, a disclosure, kind lightening striking..? i feel like that sometimes.
you remember that moment playing heads up seven up as a kid, when you waited and waited, tensed, your entire being centered around that one eager digit, and then someone tapped your thumb and it was like a realization, a disclosure, kind lightening striking..? i feel like that sometimes.
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cobalt:
There's a song by Built to Spill called "Twin Falls Idaho" which exactly captures the moment during 7-up that you're referring to. 
dagan:
I'm often amazed at how many birds are out and singing at 3 AM...