I listened to The Stills radio station on Pandora.. and drank a glass of wine.. alternating between zoning out and flinging drops of water towards Corbin. The rhythm of the water is relaxing.
What's wrong with waiting.. good things come, right? What's the rush? Doing the best I can.. waited 7 years.. why rush it now..?
3 tattoo ideas.. really itching to get more done.. maybe bday tattoos.
I don't know why I sometimes long for the feelings I had when I knew/know I was unhappy. It's not that I want to be unhappy- goodness knows I'm not always happy these days.. but it's more like the feeling in the air.. The thought of wanting more. At the risk of sounding horribly cliche and movie-like - the rush of being alive.. feeling so alone with someone, and so conscious of yourself at the same time. I don't want to be sad. I just want to feel life.
Happiness is the best feeling.. but sadness lingers and stabs and permeates.
Deathcab for Cutie
Band of Horses
Iron and Wine