Friday, June 20, 2008

where we gonna go from here.

So I made this playlist. Of songs that make me feel. I’ve been staying up late out with friends for the past few nights so decided to stay home now. I’m meeting R tomorrow for a well-deserved lunch. Don’t know if it will do me good – not being able to stop myself from telling stories – will it really lessen the anxiety? I hope so.

I’d gotten some good advice tonight. At least I know I’m going on the right path. At least I am looking forward to something better. A big change. I am thankful for not becoming the person who lives for topping someone else. I wear my heart on my sleeve and even if it causes me periodic regret, it is my medal of courage.

Am happy to hug J again. I've touched base with those others I've left behind. Old friends who have been forgotten, now forgiven. It is true what they say about release. I find myself laughing so much the past few weeks, a bit of it due to feeling lighter.

I’m learning to consign to my emotions. My thinking cap has been placed on a mantel just as a reminder to be practical, and anytime I know I can place it back on. But not when I am happy. It needs no introduction, nor explanation. No analysis as to why or where or whom. It is reason enough on its own.

You will see this image I placed on the top right. A woman listening to the music. Succumbing to why it can inspire and fuel passions. This is what makes a good time for me. I can imagine a nice day on a field of grass. Playing a bit of music. Resting on someone’s arms. Falling asleep. It is like a dream. Yeah. I admit it. I have just as much mush as the next woman. No matter what others may think or say.

Someone told me earlier that…right now all I need to do is save money. Hardly what I expected but he also told me it could be in preparation for something else. You never know what may happen in the next months. It can all happen sooner than you think.

Car lights in the driveway
I wonder who's going coming my way
Tomorrow we're turning down the highway
With another bright stage on a weekday
Green grass and a radio
Watching it fly past and away we go
Seven hundred places seven hundred faces more

All your ways and all your thunder
Got me in a haze running for cover
Where we gonna go from here
Where we gonna go from here
The back of your eyes look like my mothers
When we talk your like my brother
Where we gonna go from here
Where we gonna go from here

Time is moving on our side
How could I miss you to another guy
Pull of the ocean and the roaring tide
Is bigger than my eyes or my design
Father got a best plan
Saving his daughter for the best man
Seven hundred places seven hundred faces more

I've waited and I'll wait some more
Won't see me knocking on another door
But all this is crazy and amazing
There's only one half of us that I'm saving
So I'm praying just to let it go
Watch from a distance just to see you glow
Seven hundred places seven hundred faces more

- Where we gonna go from here by Matt Kearney

posted by maldita @ 10:11 PM

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