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time, time see what's become of me

Just sitting here working, listening to Kelly Willis and feeling very late 2001 about everything which is to say that:


  • I could have a decent voice if I just practiced "Fading Fast" over and over in my car

  • if I can just get develop callouses and a sense of internal rhythm maybe this guitar thing will happen too

  • All I need to write the Great American Novel is time, more time

  • We're going to have a kid, when the time is finally right

  • Each year my income-to-expenses ratio will change in my favor

  • Every year we'll take another road trip and I'll just staring down the empty expanse of road until I fill this hole in my heart

  • Every summer we'll come back and eat ice cream and watch the planes take off

  • We will always have this set of friends and always do these particular things

There are other lost feelings there, too, but for better or worse they're harder to define.

p.s., note to self: fix my Dland archives ...

2:00 pm - 08.05.08

sounds: kelly willis
words: atonement
i am: feeling very 2001 about everything

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