"You've got no where to run, you've got someplace to be/
You've got no where to run, but you've got someplace to be/
That's with me, that's with me...
You've got no where to run, you've got someplace to be/
You've got no where to run, but you've got someplace to be/
Dance with me, dance with me..."

Howie knows how to write a love song, damnit.
2:07:45 PM  #  Speak to Me []

The sky is the ugliest color of blue brown I have seen in awhile. I spent the morning drinking tea and listening to Tool outside, looking at the sky. A crisp morning breeze and good music is the greatest way to start a day. For an hour and a half I sat outside thinking. It wasn't about anything super important; just taking time out for myself and clearing my head for the coming day. That's a ritual I'd like to start. Whenever I can, whether at home, at a coffee house, or at a friend's apartment, I'd like to take just a little time for myself and clear my head. That more than likely sounds like some new age mumbo jumbo crap, but today I feel better, and I'm almost sure it's because of what I did this morning. I'm learning and growing everyday, and I'm loving it. Amanda is growing up into an adult. Wow.
10:05:09 AM  #  Speak to Me []