11 to go.
8/16/2008
8/14/2008
sometimes
There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder
Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in
The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete
On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain
Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"
****
Had to break free from work today and started my run with a new set of music.
"Sometimes" by the old James was the first song on the play list, designed to get me from house to track and motivated to run a few miles. Still, as I made the trek over, (giving about 4:35 to do it) the skies turned and I was in the midst of a down pour.
Too far to turn back and the drops, cold and HUGE were unavoidable and so I knew I needed to take temporary shelter under a nearby tree. I stood as the rain storm hit listening to this song (and the above):
It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars
Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome
Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else
Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore
The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign
And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching
The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on
About this time in the song, I began moving and was choked by the smell of hot, wet street and sidewalk. Still, the smells of newly fallen rain on grass and flora was lovely and I pressed on...mist rising with the moisture rising and humidity and rain together..
There's four new colors in the rainbow
An old man's taking Polaroids
But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain
He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his
And I swear I can hear the sea
"Sometimes I look in your eyes and can see your soul," he says.
Lately I have given up that ghost but find the physical focus to be satisfying.
It will do for now.
It will do....
10:19pm.
I just took some time to see what I was thinking about and doing last year at this time in blog -o-sphere and It was another time of strife.
Would like to see next year's blog entree and find myself miles from this place and this feeling.
Still, in the moment, it makes for challenging times for me.
Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in
The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete
On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain
Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"
****
Had to break free from work today and started my run with a new set of music.
"Sometimes" by the old James was the first song on the play list, designed to get me from house to track and motivated to run a few miles. Still, as I made the trek over, (giving about 4:35 to do it) the skies turned and I was in the midst of a down pour.
Too far to turn back and the drops, cold and HUGE were unavoidable and so I knew I needed to take temporary shelter under a nearby tree. I stood as the rain storm hit listening to this song (and the above):
It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars
Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome
Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else
Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore
The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign
And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching
The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on
About this time in the song, I began moving and was choked by the smell of hot, wet street and sidewalk. Still, the smells of newly fallen rain on grass and flora was lovely and I pressed on...mist rising with the moisture rising and humidity and rain together..
There's four new colors in the rainbow
An old man's taking Polaroids
But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain
He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his
And I swear I can hear the sea
"Sometimes I look in your eyes and can see your soul," he says.
Lately I have given up that ghost but find the physical focus to be satisfying.
It will do for now.
It will do....
10:19pm.
I just took some time to see what I was thinking about and doing last year at this time in blog -o-sphere and It was another time of strife.
Would like to see next year's blog entree and find myself miles from this place and this feeling.
Still, in the moment, it makes for challenging times for me.
8/13/2008
"I will be perfect"
...were my exact words to my boss last night when asked why I was still at work after 7p.m.
And later, as I was leaving the building, my department chair said she sensed a more driven, focused person coming back to work.
I will be perfect.
just one more morning
I have to wake up with the blues
pour myself out of it
put on my walking shoes
go up on the mountain top
to see what I can see
the whole world is fallin
right down in front of me...
cause I got dreams, yeah dreams to remember.
I've got dreams
dreams to remember.
After a long bike ride, I sat in the quiet house and enjoyed the last few hours of my fleeting summer. I accomplished everything I set out to do and now am ready for the next chapter or season of my life. Too bad life wasn't more like work in that you can prepare for what comes next.
Still, I will strive to push myself even more physically, mentally, intellectually and emotionally. I am taking my losses in stride and am trying to focus on the accomplishments. I am rewiring myself and making changes; purging all the old and starting new.
I will be perfect.
Let the new chapter begin...
Pull myself together
Put on a new face
Climb down off the hilltop baby
Oh I get back in the race
Cause I've got dreams oh dreams to remember.
I've got dreams yeah dreams
to remember.
And later, as I was leaving the building, my department chair said she sensed a more driven, focused person coming back to work.
I will be perfect.
just one more morning
I have to wake up with the blues
pour myself out of it
put on my walking shoes
go up on the mountain top
to see what I can see
the whole world is fallin
right down in front of me...
cause I got dreams, yeah dreams to remember.
I've got dreams
dreams to remember.
After a long bike ride, I sat in the quiet house and enjoyed the last few hours of my fleeting summer. I accomplished everything I set out to do and now am ready for the next chapter or season of my life. Too bad life wasn't more like work in that you can prepare for what comes next.
Still, I will strive to push myself even more physically, mentally, intellectually and emotionally. I am taking my losses in stride and am trying to focus on the accomplishments. I am rewiring myself and making changes; purging all the old and starting new.
I will be perfect.
Let the new chapter begin...
Pull myself together
Put on a new face
Climb down off the hilltop baby
Oh I get back in the race
Cause I've got dreams oh dreams to remember.
I've got dreams yeah dreams
to remember.
8/10/2008
in the wee small hours
When the sun is high in the afternoon sky
you can always find something to do...
But from dusk til dawn as the clock ticks on
something happens to you.
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
And never ever think of counting sheep
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
You'd be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That's the time you miss her most of all.
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