stain brew and whatnot
rotted brew
almost half a year of no blogging and everything that's been stuck up in my head is now just a decayed mass of blob. It takes a moment to drip out but when it starts pouring it doesn't stop.
A week ago: the weather report says its 10degrees outside. I walk out and its snowing. But i get by enough wearing a longsleeved shirt and a leather jacket. Couple of days later its 19 degrees and its drizzling. I actually go out wearing only a tshirt and a thick jacket.
The other day it was 25 degrees. I went out wearing a thick longsleeve over a shirt and a leather jacket. The sun was shining bright, and the wind was blowing, and i set out. One minute later i can't feel my ears anymore and i'm barely able to key open the door to my warm salvation.
Makes me real thankful that i have all those tiny droplets of water taking up a bit of cold even if they freeze from it. I'd like to think that they do it so i can be a bit warmer. Thanks, droplets.
Talking about snow, i wish i had a camera one night. I swear it was just the most beautiful thing seeing snow slowly fall under the dim light of a streetlamp. A kodak moment, if you will.
It's fun hanging out with young teenagers on the bus. I could swear they are so casual and friendly that youd think you were their next door neighbor. A roommate even! Makes me wonder what the hell is it in five years that makes them shut up and get snobbish. Hope some scientist finds a way to filter that out of humanity's system.
Im at the point where there are moments that i feel my guitar sings what i want it to sing. All that spiritual extension of the soul shit, thats what i'm going through. And now that i've got partial tastes of it, i'm wondering if it's possible to share that kind of connection with another person. Man, would that be great.
Life has no point till you give it one. Rock on.
A week ago: the weather report says its 10degrees outside. I walk out and its snowing. But i get by enough wearing a longsleeved shirt and a leather jacket. Couple of days later its 19 degrees and its drizzling. I actually go out wearing only a tshirt and a thick jacket.
The other day it was 25 degrees. I went out wearing a thick longsleeve over a shirt and a leather jacket. The sun was shining bright, and the wind was blowing, and i set out. One minute later i can't feel my ears anymore and i'm barely able to key open the door to my warm salvation.
Makes me real thankful that i have all those tiny droplets of water taking up a bit of cold even if they freeze from it. I'd like to think that they do it so i can be a bit warmer. Thanks, droplets.
Talking about snow, i wish i had a camera one night. I swear it was just the most beautiful thing seeing snow slowly fall under the dim light of a streetlamp. A kodak moment, if you will.
It's fun hanging out with young teenagers on the bus. I could swear they are so casual and friendly that youd think you were their next door neighbor. A roommate even! Makes me wonder what the hell is it in five years that makes them shut up and get snobbish. Hope some scientist finds a way to filter that out of humanity's system.
Im at the point where there are moments that i feel my guitar sings what i want it to sing. All that spiritual extension of the soul shit, thats what i'm going through. And now that i've got partial tastes of it, i'm wondering if it's possible to share that kind of connection with another person. Man, would that be great.
Life has no point till you give it one. Rock on.
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