Wednesday, November 19, 2003
There are days that are so remarkably mundane it sends the mind reeling. For a gun. Today sorta started out that way. Then it climaxed with this amazing show. I get enough emotional highs and lows listening to Simon & Garfunkel at home and they gotta go and make me cry in person. Stupid amazing voices and lyrics.
And now, I sit here. Dazed. Confused. Rattled. Unnerved. I wanna punch a barking dog. Kick a store-front window broken. Yell at a nun. Why do I put myself through this? Because sometimes it's the most exhilerating feeling in the world. That's why. I know....can I get any more vague? Well, I have to be. For now.
And now, I sit here. Dazed. Confused. Rattled. Unnerved. I wanna punch a barking dog. Kick a store-front window broken. Yell at a nun. Why do I put myself through this? Because sometimes it's the most exhilerating feeling in the world. That's why. I know....can I get any more vague? Well, I have to be. For now.
