"It's Happening Again..."

(*Beach House reference)

I talked to a co-worker today about hobbies, and our interests. The things we try to do continuously with the intent of staying sane, at least those are my goals, and I assume they are common. 

So here I am purging, vicariously spewing through these willing fingers-the part of me that's strong when the rest are far diseased, long lost leprous has-been's. I think my last nerve runs right through my thumbs haha.

I am such a "Forever-er", when I really think about it. Truly, it's admirable, at least I think so, at least after everything so far-it's admirable. "It goes down easy"..("Brandy Alexander, Feist reference). It goes down easy for me, this connection and commitments to loyalty. To a possible forever. I know that all things temporary will happen regardless of our input or efforts. 

I spoke of my hesitance towards the saying "Your first love never dies", because I could give or take life without that person, but then I was overcome with the nostalgia of the way I felt with that person. The way the Earth shook if anyone cast doubt our way. How we fought tooth and nail to protect the way we ruthlessly loved the other. How did it fade? When did the roots become stunted? Was that love, those abilities, were they transplanted? Did they do like strawberries do, slowly reaching out in the inevitability's of time and grasp a safer ground to re-start? Are these the same roots at all? Do these leaves need as much sunshine, or am I a reduced as a shrub of the night...


"Like Rock and Roll and the Radio" by Ray Lamontagne

Are you still in love with me
Like the way you used to be or is it changing?
Does it deepen over time like the river
That is winding through the Canyon?

Are you still in love with her?
Do you remember how you were before the sorrow?
Are you closer for the tears
Or has the weight of all the years left you hollow?

Are we strangers now?
Like the Ziegfeld Gal and the Vaudeville show?
Are we strangers now
Like rock and roll and the radio?
Like rock and roll and radio

I can see you lyin' there
Tying ribbons in your hair and pullin' faces
I can feel your hand in mine
Though were living separate lives in separate places

Are we strangers now?
Like the Ziegfeld Gal and the Vaudeville show?
Are we strangers now?
Like rock and roll and the radio?
Like rock and roll and radio

All these white lies hanging like flies on the wall
Hard wired, road tired
Counting curtain calls and waiting
Waiting for the axe to fall

Are you still in love with me
Like the way you used to be or is it changing?
Does it deepen over time, like the river
That is winding through the Canyon?

Are we strangers now?
Like the Ziegfeld Gal and the Vaudeville show?
Are we strangers now?
Like rock and roll and the radio?
Like rock and roll and radio