Guess who spent all day donating plasma today.
God dammit, looks like I’m adding another song to my long list of covers I plan on doing.
Cue the unhealthy obsession with listening to this song on repeat for the next few days and mapping out how to play it.
The icecream man just drove around our parking lot, turned around, and left. I turned off my music as soon as I faintly heard the tune, rushed over to my patio door, and pressed myself against the glass waiting for him to look up and see me.
He never looks up. He’ll never know how badly I want him (to give me ice cream).
It’s pretty frustrating when you forget how to play a song… Especially when it’s a song you arranged yourself.
Wow, I actually ate something this morning for a change.
3 cheers for Nutella and English muffins.
At times I feel my eyes roll back
As though I am not alive, but still breathing
I can’t see, but my vision is unaffected
Blankly staring off to nothing
Artificial thoughts out of my control
Wondering when it will end
Fearing that time is closing in
Wishing that time were now
Total numbness, body and mind
Suddenly, I blink, and I pull myself back
As swiftly as it comes, it goes
I tell myself “Stop it”
Frantically looking for a distraction
Dreading the days that I don’t come back so swiftly
And the numbness lingers on.
My roommate seems to think that any older popular song of a certain style was made by Phil Collins. While Phil Collins is a God among men, there are so many other artists to choose from from that time.