Reveling, reckoning, reconciling
Wishes, Wants,
Dreams:
- to build things. Houses, homes,
furniture, a life.
- to live on my own farm. to
grow plants, to raise animals, to ride.
- an
old ford diesel truck to run off of veg oil. i'm unyeilding on this
point.
- writing tomes from my desk in this
farmhouse that i've built.
- painting, when i
feel inspired.
- cooking great meals for good
people.
-
california.
- big sur.
Reality these
days:
- NYC
realty
- "joining the 21st
century"
- selling myself to everyone i
know
- being insanely lost, in a way i thought
impossible, in my home town
- being insanely
lost everywhere, metaphysically
- i think this
might be an extreme case of art post-partum, or else it's an existential crisis
of an epic nature
- endless, unfathomable
compromising
(And
I was so content, even last week! I could point some fingers, if I felt like it,
but I'm trying not to.)
I see why most
people miss their youth. I'm holding out as long as possible.
Dreams deserve the hardiest and
bloodiest of fights.
soundtrack:
soul
journey.
look
out boy, cause i'm a rolling stone
that's what
i was when i first left home
i took every
secret that i've ever known
and headed for the
wall
like a wrecking
ball
-gillian welch.
Posted: Wednesday - February 07, 2007 at 03:27 AM
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