And if it makes you less sad

1. This song may be hard to do this with, but I’m trying to challenge myself with my writing, and with cracking myself open more. I feel as if I’ve let the walls come up lately, with myself especially, and as a writer and a person who seeks to be enlightened and self-aware, I need to break down those walls. Some stories, and some memories, they still hurt like hell though and it is a scary thing to re-open them. This song makes me feel fragile, and sad. 2. Some stories we keep to ourselves for so long they start to … Continue reading And if it makes you less sad

Regardless of what they say

Roads (live) :: Portishead Oh, can’t anybody see, we’ve got a war to fight, never found our way, regardless of what they say. How can it feel, this wrong? From this moment, how can it feel, this wrong? Storm, in the morning light, I feel, no more can I say, frozen to myself. I got nobody on my side, and surely that ain’t right, surely that ain’t right. Oh, can’t anybody see, we’ve got a war to fight, never found our way, regardless of what they say. How can it feel, this wrong? From this moment, how can it feel, … Continue reading Regardless of what they say

I’ll stick with you baby for a thousand years

Lately I have noticed that most of the people around me in, or nearby, my generation, seem to denote their age with either an apology, or a justification. What exactly does 40 feel like? How about 35? How about 45? For that matter, how exactly does 25 feel like? When someone states their age as “I’m 38, but I don’t feel like it”, what are they actually saying? To me, it feels like just another societal distaste of aging, and more proof that we exist in a youth culture. Now, I know I have never been one to “act my age” … Continue reading I’ll stick with you baby for a thousand years