The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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Friday, September 11, 2009
Chasing the Wind
Your life has changed. Fact is, I sense it is still changing.
You are right. I guess the new life has molded itself to me so well, it now feels less strange and more familiar.
What about the old days, the old ways, won't you miss them? Don't you feel a void?
In past days, I chased the wind a lot. Always thinking there was more, somewhere along the way I gave up.
It just was - now - it just is.
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