Monday, November 9, 2009

"it's weird how things happen. falling into place. it's like everything is perfect, would be perfect, but it's all pretty much impossible." - ak

it's like when i look at you, or talk to them, or feel this city, or don't care to remember where i am. it's like when waking up is good because of you and you and especially you. whispered conversations in rooms filled with people. dirty streets, black cabs, smoke always in the air. middle of the night and the phone wouldn't stop ringing. first time in a long time that that sinking feeling didn't wake up with me. "i'm your problem." this is the problem! whole lot confused but even more certain. whole lotta lost but a whole lot more found. do you get it yet? maybe separating yourself isn't the best thing to do. maybe removing yourself isn't the best way to live. how many things have you missed out on because your own self consciousness.... righteousness... explosiveness? getting off track. matching toes and fingers. something seems right. this is it: all i want to do is find the place i need to be right now. find it and love it for all it's worth.

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