January 2010
Here goes. I am going to attempt to clean my room and keep it clean.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
“Now I’m the other man. No one’s rootin for me.
If I’m the...”
– Sloan - The Other Man
Here In My Room
If my room speaks anything of my life, it is this. When I am looking for something, I cannot find it and all I see is a mess. When I try and clean things up; it only works for a week and then my room becomes a giant mess again. Dust coats the things I rarely touch; but that it is important to me and I cannot throw it out. I may have a dozen pencils on my desk; but you never know when you might...
The Blowing Wind
The wind was bitter and a gentle snow fell from the sky. A shadow moved across the street and crossed into familiar ground. But the ground was haunted and the Earth shuddered. A ghastly form emerged and peril ensued. The haunt had returned from the depths of oblivion; remembered only in vague memories and past experiences. But the shadow held ground and faced the ghost head on.
Peril was not...
reblog if your gonna spend valentines alone....
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“I have this theory that the more important and intimate the emotion, the fewer...”
– ~ J. Michael Straczynski (via gatekeeper)
In The Night
I laced up my shoes and stretched my arms into my warm wool coat. The night offers the freedom to walk a new path; to walk down the centre of the road without the fear of being struck by cars. The freedom to think beyond the walls of the house and to gaze up into the heavens. Each time I go out, I go with the hopes of finding an answer to questions I haven’t yet asked.
I stumbled into the...
Counting Time
Time slowly ticks away. Seconds pass. Minutes come. Hours gone. When I last looked outside, daylight flooded the world; yet it has passed into darkness in much the same way that my time is quickly coming to an end. There were days that I wished would hurry up and disappear into eternity. Yet now, with so few days before me…
I will hold onto the remainder of the coming days for as long as I...
I don't know what's wrong with me...
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m-a:
OK it’s Friday night and I am here on my couch doing laundry in the background. I am sad, and at the moment I want to cry. I’ve been feeling pretty low lately just about everything. I don’t know what else to say. Thanks for listening.
~M-A
I’ve been feeling the same way lately. My roommates are out tonight, so I’m home alone and feeling pretty sorry for myself. Things...
So Much To Say
There is so much going on right now. So much pain and suffering. The quake in Haiti is said to have killed a 100,000 people. That is a TREMENDOUS loss of life in a single disaster. The missing persons list grows larger and larger and it will only be a matter of time before the final count is done, and it will be beyond words. As much as we can take action here by donating money or canned food, it...
A Letter
Dear Stephen Harper,
If I could write a letter to you, this is what it would say.
I don’t know why you have halted parliament but I can guess. If I listen to the media, they would have me believe you have done it to prevent scrutiny over the handling of Afghan detainees and I imagine a host of other things done during your time in office. The liberals are using this time to deface your...
Days & Nights
Days and nights whizz by like cars passing me by on the highway. The sun comes up, the sun goes down, the stars come out, the sun comes up. Day after day of repetitive movements. I wake and wonder if I could have five extra minutes to sleep. All I have to do is close my eyes and the world disappears for a little while longer, except that when I wake, the world has changed and those few minutes...
Sleeping Giants
Falling asleep is sometime the most difficult thing. I feel tired and my body tells me to sleep, but my mind and my imagination are wide awake and together they have driven me through many restless nights. I toss and I turn, look at the clock and wonder why I am still awake.
Sometimes a song is stuck in my head, but only one line, and it plays over and over and over and over and over in my head....
Cold
So cold. The windows froze in the bitter night. Powerful winds pounded and ripped at the house; creaking and groaning all throughout my restless sleep. I drifted in and out until it became to painful to bother. The cracks in the wood and holes in the stone spat freezing air into my room where I shivered under several layers of covers. So cold.
When I finally fell asleep, I woke with such a...
“We always fall right back to where we start.”
– Backfire - Mute Math
Dear Snow...
Where are you? If memory serves me, then I believe there should be snow on the ground. A sugary white coating of powder, in heaps and piles at the end of my driveway. There are no fields of snow to jump and play in, no snowballs to make or snowmen to roll. No forts to build either. The streams are frozen and the ground is too. But there is no snow.
I ask today, will we ever see a good snowfall in...
Today.
Today, nothing changes. Today, everything changes.
Today, I walk the path I was meant to walk.
Top Albums of the 2000’s [Year][Country]
I’ve been meaning to do this for sometime and I’ve had to restart it many times as well. This is a list of some of the BEST albums (in my collection/ music that I like and listen to) from 2000-2009. These albums were chosen not based on the individual songs or singles, but the collective sound from the first to the last song. I will have another list posted in the coming days of my...