sometimes a morning: self

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

a state of active boredom

I feel like nobody has an excuse to be bored. There is always something to do unless, of course, you're in some windowless concrete room. The way I feel is different. I'm bored but not for want of activity. I am cooking and reading and going out all the time but something's missing. Perhaps it's wanderlust, yet I feel happy in my current environment. I think I may start doing some creative writing. I just finished a "#1 New York Times bestseller!" and although the protagonist went through enough interesting stuff, it was simply not well written and the plot hung together like a bunch of cotton squares parading as a quilt. In short, I feel I can do better. Then I will also have physical evidence of my productivity to show my dad and reassure him that I am, in fact, serious about my education. I wish I could be in the woods right now and go exploring with a flashlight. The terror of the unknown would be exhilarating. If a bear walked outside my house right now I'd never hear it over the air conditioning. How boring.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

tearing up the oxygen to find one another

ok ok my number 1 most played song in 2009 is tearing up the oxygen by maritime. it holds personal meaning. i played it 1322 times.

Tearing Up The Oxygen - Maritime

if you drink enough water will i fade?
when i'm out of your system, forget the things that i said
then the scenery changes.
and cars have no remorse they take the world by force
we wish we could travel so recklessly
even in our sleep we surrender
you can do anything
and i, i should be so lucky.

so now i chase my bags someday they'll take me home
my clothes are worn so thin they accent my bones
and the sleep i've lost could rest me.
but clocks keep slippery time
they paint the salt stained lines
of the best and the worst and the maritimes
when your eyes are off me, i'm alone

they could be anywhere
i should be so lucky
tearing up the oxygen to find one another