Explode

I don't know why it is that the rain makes me feel this way, but it always does... to look at it alone makes me happy, and peaceful inside, but to just *live* inside of it for a little while... I start to feel all queasy and nostalgic, and I just... see faces of the past, like everything I've left behind, all of the things that are so close to my heart, yet so far away are flooding back. All of a sudden, I miss everybody

The night is cool, but not cold, warm enough to go out barefoot, but to still have a chill biting at your toes

The moon is very bright, but still casts navy-blue shadows over everything, giving the scene a hushed stillness that makes you feel like your breathing is echoing

I am punching a tree I planted when I was four, until my hands go numb because I am upset and it only hurts once I stop

I didn't know it was entirely possible, but in this moment, I am entirely alone. There is nobody in the whole world I can talk to right now

For anyone who is interested about following the project I mentioned in my previous post, the URL for it is 300loveletters.tumblr.com , and I look forward to the support of anyone who wants to follow. I'll still be posting on this blog with the infrequency I've been known to, but my main focus will be on tumblr

Have a lovely day!

~Chris

300 Love Letters

I have decided that the next thing I'm going to work on is a "300 Love Letters" style of project. My goal is for it to help me find new ways to love, and to express love to the world around me, while keeping my writing and wordplay sharp.
Honestly, in a lot of ways I kind of miss love, in the unadultrated way I could feel it when I was a little younger. Everything felt more honest and more personal to me. I want to be able to tap into that again.
Anyways, I'll probably start a seperate blog or tumblr for that project, so I'll get a link up when I do start up with that

Have a lovely evening
~Chris

Good news: I am home safely from my vacation, have a nice tan, and above all, have figured out where to draw inspiration from, and how to channel that inspiration properly. It feels nice to be able to... pick out that beauty again.

Bad news: I am crazy sick, and have two tests today... so, that'll be fun

Aged inspiration

If there is anyone who follows my blog and has not listened to Dinosaur Jr.'s 4th album, "Green Mind" (read: probably all of you) then you need to stop reading this post right now and go listen to it. I don't need to justify the album, the music speaks for itself.

Anyways, here are the lyrics to the song "The Wagon"

There's a way I feel right now
Wish you'd help me, don't know how
We're all nuts, so who helps who
Some help when no one's got a clue
Baby, why don't we
Baby, why don't we
There's a place I'd like to go
When you get there then I'll know
There's a place I know you've been
Here's a wagon, get on it
Baby, why don't we
Baby, why don't we
Baby, why don't we
Baby, why don't we
Why don't we
You won't see me
You won't see me
There you are and here I stand
Tryin' to make you feel my hand
You won't see me
You won't see me
I ring the doorbell in your mind
But it's locked from the outside
You won't see me
You won't see me
You don't live there anyway
But I knock on it all day
You won't see me
You won't see me
There's a place I go
But you're not there
And I'm supposed to know
How to get to where
You're gonna be
But you don't even know
So I'm flakin'
While you're shakin' it
With every stone you fly
Without a mind, without a spine
What is it that you wanna find
There's a place I go
But you're not there
And I'm supposed to know
How to get to where
You're gonna be
But you don't even know
So I'm flalin'
While you're sailin' off
Without a course in mind
Without a mind, without a dock
What is it that you wanna find
There's a place I'd like to go
When you get there then I'll know
There's a place I know you've been
Here's a wagon, get on it
Baby, why don't we
Baby, why don't we
Why don't we
You won't see me
You won't see me
There you are and here I stand
Tryin' to make you feel my hand
You won't see me
You won't see me
I ring the doorbell in your mind
But it's locked from the outside
You won't see me
You won't see me
You don't live there anyway
But I knock on it all day
You won't see me
You won't see me