i wonder why we do these things to ourselves. listen to experimental jazz. watch cell phone footage of a young man being killed by a cop on a subway platform. read faulkner...
what urge is it that makes us do things that make us feel sick of spirit? or is there something wrong with me that external things affect me so personally?
okay, and the real curious question: why does tom waits make me feel BETTER? i swear, he's better than prozac. (so i've never tried prozac. your point?)
i'm gonna go listen to small change. i'll be right as rain before the espresso finishes burbling.
h.
About Me
- Heather Tinnaro
- Asheville, North Carolina, United States
- It will be a few years until I can step back on board with an eye to staying a while. At the moment, I still live in the mountains of North Carolina, in a small house with a piano in the parlor and a teenager in the good bedroom. But it is time to start dreaming. The nest is preparing to empty, and when it does, I should be ready to fly. Or float.
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