long winter days
it's funny how long the day is when you get up at 6 a.m. to run in a race, and don't get a chance to take a nap in the afternoon. yesterday was great--i was slightly tired, but happy after doing the race. and then i was home by 10 a.m. with an entire day in front of me. i had lunch with nick at quizno's, we went to safeway, then i went to target, and finally ended up in downtown palo alto where i got a roll of pictures developed, got my golden gate national parks poster framed, and found the circuit breadboard that i need at radio shack. so many errands, all completed before dinner! i should get up at 6 a.m. more often.....
yeah, except today i am exhausted. ; ) i'll sleep well this evening.
(12:32 a.m.)
i am currently obsessed with angie aparo, but despite this i still found this john mayer song that seems strangely appropriate to my life...or my life how it has been over the past year. my favorite line is the one that refers to a quarter-life crisis. i guess i didn't invent that term after all. dang, there goes my claim to fame.
"why georgia"
john mayer
I am driving up 85 in the
Kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom
4 more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
And leave it all behind
Cause I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?
I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
Wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
Or just the stirring in my soul
Either way I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but
That's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
Still "everything happens for a reason"
Is no reason not to ask myself
If I am living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why Georgia, why?

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