Sunday, September 27, 2009
Weight of the World
I just finished that very important application. It took a week, turned out to be 18 pages, and I may have lost some sleep. But it's done, and tomorrow morning I will send it as an attachment in hopes that my application will be the jem they are looking for. The praying begins tonight, the finger crossing and silent talks with whoever is up in the sky begins tonight. But I hate knowing, that at the end of it all, I am the only one who can make or break my future. I am the only one who can turn this thing into shit, and at the end of the day if nothing works out it may have so much more to do with me than I thought.
Oh, I need some more Ryan Adams. My head is a spinning. A proper post tomorrow. Promise
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R.A.
My man - a great, great songwriter.
I am so happy he is clean and sober. My 11th year of being sober. The world is cleaner and more clear. Softer and even at times, soothing. The jobs, the apartments, the material gains are o.k., but maybe you just need to let things come to you. Find like minded people; Olson called them "...you islands of men and girls, jewels strewn across the sea."
The key to life and (love) is patience. I know you have heard that before; but it's true. Easy Tiger
Easily the best version of that song--
It's funny how when we're hurting or uneasy about something we just need to hear someone else sing about it--almost as if we're reveling in it.
Say goodbye to September... And October is my favorite month.
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