Monday, June 02, 2003
Somehow it's all justifiable. We know there's no need to go back and erase.. No, we'll just keep building on top of everything we were.
So then why do I find myself short of breath when I try to talk to you?
Why do I find my self short of breath when I try to think of you?
We are one step closer.
This morning I woke up, but rather than fall totally back asleep, I fell into a weird fantasyish thing. I was halfway between wake and sleep. I realized that my alarm would go off in nine minutes, but time in my head went very slowly (the opposite of what usually happens when I fall back asleep in the morning). I could make conscious decisions, but I still had to respond to what was going on around me. Something in the dream made me laugh, and I'm almost positive that I laughed out loud.
I woke up feeling more refreshed than I've felt in weeks.
By the by, I don't feel guilty anymore. Too bad for you.
Also today I practiced my song for Thursday (yeah, that's for all you crazy bearded mandoliners out there who want to come to the Celebrate the Arts concert) and I'm feeling a bit better about it. I was sort of regretting not doing the Mozart (because it's 1. more challenging and 2. longer), but I think this one is going to be okay.
And Megan is the greatest in the whole world.
So then why do I find myself short of breath when I try to talk to you?
Why do I find my self short of breath when I try to think of you?
We are one step closer.
This morning I woke up, but rather than fall totally back asleep, I fell into a weird fantasyish thing. I was halfway between wake and sleep. I realized that my alarm would go off in nine minutes, but time in my head went very slowly (the opposite of what usually happens when I fall back asleep in the morning). I could make conscious decisions, but I still had to respond to what was going on around me. Something in the dream made me laugh, and I'm almost positive that I laughed out loud.
I woke up feeling more refreshed than I've felt in weeks.
By the by, I don't feel guilty anymore. Too bad for you.
Also today I practiced my song for Thursday (yeah, that's for all you crazy bearded mandoliners out there who want to come to the Celebrate the Arts concert) and I'm feeling a bit better about it. I was sort of regretting not doing the Mozart (because it's 1. more challenging and 2. longer), but I think this one is going to be okay.
And Megan is the greatest in the whole world.
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