I'll bring your lovers here, Steal them from everywhere, All lovers you might need. One to make you sleep, One to make you live, And one to make you breathe...
Have the flu. Nose blocked. Throat sore. Back fucked up.
But I am in a good place so looking forward to getting better and getting down to doing all my stuff.
Been getting to know (again) a long lost friend which is pretty cool. We found ourselves on facebook after ten years of no contact at all. And every time we meet we are like "oh yeah, that's why we liked each other", so apparently none of us have changed that much. We just got older.
Reading "the idiot" by Dostoevsky. I got tired of 19th century lit some years ago just because that's all I read for a while when I had one of my obsessive periods. Anyway, I am quite enjoying it again. Perhaps I just needed a long break from that period. Anyway, in my sick bed, that's been my companion and its a good one.
The kind of writing I enjoy reading most are those words that just flow with beauty, like music. Like poetry. It doesn't have to have big philosophical ideas behind it and it does not have to be very entertaining. I just enjoy reading words that make the ideas behind it beautiful to read. Thats why I enjoy Paulo Coelho so much, not only because of his humanity but because of how he makes things that are hard to say become simple and beautiful at the same time. I used to read a lot of poetry when I was younger because I had a friend then who loved poetry, I still do but not as much as I should, I guess.
I like reading song lyrics too. I just randomly look for songs that I remember lines from and see if there are more beautiful lyrics in there. Here's today's song, "searching for a heart". Sung by Don Henley, written by Warren Zevon.
Darkness in the morning Shadows on the land Certain individuals Aren't sticking with the plan
And I'm searching for a heart Searching everyone They say love conquers all You can't start it like a car You can't stop it with a gun
Leaving in the evening Traveling at night Staying inconspicuous I'm staying out of sight
And I'm searching for a heart Searching everyone They say love conquers all You can't start it like a car You can't stop it with a gun
They tell me love requires a little standing in line And I've been waiting for you, lover, for a long, long time I've been pacing the floor I've been watching the door Meanwhile I'll keep searching for a heart
Searching high and low for you Trying to track you down Certain individuals Have finally come around
And I'm searching for a heart Searching everyone They say love conquers all You can't start it like a car You can't stop it with a gun
They tell me love requires a little standing in line And I've been waiting for you, lover, for a long, long time I've been pacing the floor I've been watching the door Meanwhile I'll keep searching for a heart Searching everyone They say love conquers all You can't start it like a car
You know, yesterday, this kid gave me a hug. The awkwardness of his hug made my heart ache. The innocence of his awkward hug left my own heart red and bare.
All I wanted to do was protect him from the world, where it all happens.
His innocent love was too vulnerable, too much to bear.
A woman took my cardigan away and brought it back, the seams all mended.
This is beyond it all, I thought. This is where I always want to be. In this space, this time, this moment, when it is beyond everything.
But how do you live here and beyond here? All you become is crazy, a crazy diamond.
Woke up this morning with the usual migraine...arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh...why, Lord, why? Anyway, took my drugs and hoped it will go away...
I have so much to do. Job and extra curriculum activities. Havent been to the gym in a while. I got a bit paranoid yesterday so I skipped dinner. But now I just checked my weight and I haven't gone up(Phew!) but I haven't reduced either!
I made some new friends which feels really good. A Brazilian woman and another lady from Lebanon. They made me promise to be in touch and not disappear...lol...everybody disappears in this city, men.
Things are okay, lots of changes again but that's good if not life becomes fucking boring.
So I am kinda high a bit on life...now if only these damn migraines would go away...