Greetings from the Catalina Wine Mixer

This comes into my head every time I'm outdoors. It's short.


Greetings From The Catalina Wine Mixer

Something about the woods makes me feel
So very nice to be here again
I wish I could stay forever
Instead of just now and then

Reading into Sleep

This is about piecing together a puzzle someone else doesn't care for.

Reading into Sleep

Got hung up on a call I never made
The phone was only in my hand
The dial tone got closer to my ear
Went to punch the numbers, but you punched your words instead

We can go for long drives
You can take the keys
Go wherever you want
I'll just catch the Zs (I always fall asleep)

Got hung up on highway I never rode
The story's all the same
Got in the car to make the drive
But you stood out like a big stain

Clocked in, uninterested
Like an intro chapter to a book
Put me down on the table
Cause why read when you can just look?

Got hung up on nail heads I never hit
I don't even own a hammer
I thought I did ok though
But I wound up on the ground, slipped down as a steady stammer

So read me like a book
Drive me like a car
I don't care what you do
As long as you're who you are

Read me like a book (your favorite)
Drive me like a car (your maverick)
I don't care what you do
As long as you mean what you are

Maybe I'll Make My Way

This started on a napkin in Scotto's.

Maybe I'll Make My Way

Maybe I'll make my way to
Maine or Colorado maybe
I will or I won't I don't know
I maintain it's nothing against

This place But it's something about your face
And the way I trace how you used to care
With my fingers popping on my keyboard
How you swore you meant what your mouth had blared
...nothing more.

[I will or I won't I don't know
But I maintain it's nothing against]

This old school of thought: Friends means forever
Where teachers lament like broken records
Where the concrete halls serve as refreshers
To never heel but get well, nothing more

[I will or I won't I don't know
But I main it's nothing against]

How we walked through each other's footprints,
No matter the difference in shoe size
Managed to contain this in two year stints
Or how none of us see this as a surprise

so unintentionally, when talking to brian a few minutes ago, i realized that when i'm completely alone with my thoughts for a few days, i feel like i start to get things
and understand them
but that as soon as i bring outside things into it- other people, other surroundings, responsibilities...
it all just goes to shit again
so the question that begs is not will i ever be able to make sense of this world
or my world, on a regular basis
but can i do it, get this understanding down of the combination of the two, that i have to deal with for every day left in my life.

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I wrote that on June 26th, 2007. Two+ years later and I'm astonished, because I feel I'm the exact opposite now. I'm fine when I'm around people, but when I have time to myself, especially days at a time, that's when things get screwed up.

Frankly, it sounds like I made a whole lot more sense then.

So did everything else.

I'll have something new up in the next day or two. You know, something actually relevant to the purpose of this thing.