August 18, 2012

  • put this song on before reading this post http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8P1l2bGYQI

     

    I step back from the picture and its falling into place. A job interview for something I can do (and do well), getting asked to join the art mob in Hendersonville... a guy who treats me right.. being sober. I'm not really happy about that, I miss sleeping.. but when I hear Bed Gibbard's voice I remember the way I used to feel.. the way I felt the frist time I heard The Postal Service, "Sleeping In" at the Virgin Mega Store in Union Square Park. 

    maybe this is life's journey. Believe it or not I wish I had a guitar. I'd like to play the song I posted. 

    I guess Carolina was waiting for me... 

     

    current reading includes Sylvia Plath, Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams.