Thursday, January 28, 2010

I'm writing music
I'm playing songs with awesome people
I finally got here, in a band.

All the equipment you bought me, Dad,
is going to use now
and I expect this to lead to fantastic things.

Euphoric, for the moment.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

I anticipated this break being agonizing,
making me hate my life due to the diminishing of friends
the fact that home reminds me of so many painful things
and 4 whole weeks of free time
i became enveloped in a new (but old) group
met so many people who are more like me
saved maybe 10 new contacts
got an internship in the city
(which i can tell is gonna be crazy,
but definitely an experience)
and began figuring out who i want to be
and that i'm in a great position

now I get to go back to Purch tomorrow for good
and see a bunch of people that I've missed this month
get back into the studio and the painting family
go to shows all the time (which i miss like crazy)
and be happy still, just an hour away from here

it's crazy to think that this past month might have been
the last long time period I'll have lived in this house
of 21 years.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

I began to read The Stranger for the third time
because I think it's a fantastic book
but it starts off with him at the funeral home
because his mother just died
and I started running through my head the events
that occurred during the hospital stay
and how I was trying to fall asleep on the big chair next
to the hospital bed
but every few seconds I'd think of something that
I'd never get to do with my dad again
or something I'd never be able to tell him about
and I'd moan like a crazy person
and I really want to tell someone else the whole story again