Learn to play

You're trying to read and you realize you've completely coasted through the last page without noticing a single word because Beck playing in the background got you thinking of how far he has come from the olden days of his first album - not only in popularity but also in musical skill - and then you start to dream about how nice it would be to learn an instrument and get better yourself. Why not?

this song always gets to me

It's 'to the sea' by Yello
(sung by the amazing Stina Nordenstam)

Away...
Away...

You may have many problems
But I was never one
All I ask is take me to the sea

You had to take me somewhere
I realize it now
Listen now just take me to the sea

Away from flickering nights and crowded streets
Away from blinding lights and shining needs
Away from person hiding, breathing hard
Away from always paying on your card

This will be my way out
And you will be my guide
Don't argue, take me to the sea

I'm only asking this once
Please take me for a ride
All I ask is take me to the sea

To the sea
To the sea
To the sea
To the sea

Then leave me with the seagulls
Smile your sweetest smile
I'll kiss you like the salty northern breeze

Drop silver on your forehead
And wave my last goodbye
All you do is take me to the sea

To the sea
To the sea
To the sea
To the sea...

Just like Umi says

Each moment should be
cradled close
like a precious child
who is growing up too fast
or a book that crumbles
even as you carefully
turn the pages to
try and read it.

Enjoy each moment like
you would a rare
piece of candy -
the last one
leftover from
your trip to a
foreign land you'll
never be able to afford
to see again.

First page of a new book

Not to sense... we lose touch with each other
we lose sight of each other

we lose all sense of each other

Voice is a poor substitute for being there.
But what is being there a substitute for?

Why do people get together?

rambling fingers

set your head down to the road and just look as far as you can. farther than your eyes actually see- just know where it goes and see it, the road, touching all the places it touches. now you're connected probably some of your friends are touching it too or looking and thinking about how their road goes to you. maybe someone you don't yet love is there, connected to you already. Goddamnit if you only would go or they would go or both of you would go meet accidentally in the middle. but no, you've got other things on your mind that seem more important to do and you forget the road is there.

but get out of the road before you get run over, jerk.

Summer Bible Camp Memories #2

Remember that one time when
you forgot to bring your lunch so at
lunchtime you just drank about
eighteen cups of free sugarless
Kool-aid and maybe there was
something going around or maybe
that Kool-aid was tainted or maybe
it was just you but do you remember
when you vomited in the counselors
face right when he knelt down to
ask you if "you alright, little guy?"

And later, do you remember when
you vomited again on the trail but it
was all chunky cause it was just
saltines that the nurse had given you
to eat while you laid in her tent?

enough is enough

They're right outside my window somewhere... in one of those sticky trees that screws up your car if you park under it for longer than a few minutes. Some baby birds that just won't shut up, grow up and leave the goddamn nest already. It's been weeks now. Didn't the nature show say that the mom bird would toss them out eventually to force them to learn to fly? What is wrong with this mom bird? Isn't she sick of them yet? Maybe those babies are all she has in the world. Maybe no one loves her, so she is clinging to them- not teaching them how to fly or how to feed themselves just so that she can selfishly keep them dependent on her in her little nest.

Someday, though, the little birds might finally get a clue. They will somehow accidentally fall out of the nest or another bird will come along and show them what they're missing.

I like to think that I will be cruel enough to laugh at the mom bird when this finally happens.But I'm afraid that when it comes down to it, I will probably just cry along with her.A soulful, chirping song of sadness and loss.