take in the extent of my sin

I was cleaning out my computer and came across some old pictures. Thought that I would share.

( Show and tell. )

A couple snipits...


A thousand lips, a thousand tongues,
A thousand throats, a thousand lungs,
A thousand ways to make it true,
I want to do terrible things to you.



The farther I fall I'm beside you,
As lost as I get I will find you,
The deeper the wound I'm inside you,
For ever and ever I'm a part of...

It appears one song turned into two.

I won't bore anyone with listing them.

I feel that I have much to be thankful for, and I have been spending the last few hours pondering over those items. I, for one, did not want Thanksgiving day to end.

I think I might go write a new song.

My life is an interesting thing.

Too bad I'm sure it's fake. Still funny tho.

Have you ever had the feeling that you were settling for something in your life, but couldn't get rid of that feeling no matter how hard you tried?

I don't feel like my life is lacking, yet I feel the intense sensation that I am settling. Settling for what though, I can not say. It's not like I'm unhappy - things are going well with the studio, my classes are all in line. I don't want for anything, really, yet I feel that yearning, that draw that calls to me and makes me restless in the night.

It's a tangible thing, this sensation of settling. It keeps me up and prevents me from writing, blocking my flow and my chi and making everything seem out of place yet it is not. My life is organized. Controlled. There is little chaos anymore, not like there used to be. Anymore, anything that I do is calculated and rehearsed.

Maybe that's why I feel like I'm settling. Everything is so predictable anymore that I already know what is going to come along before it happens. Not always, but for the most part.

Let's hope that with this realization I can find something a bit more exciting to do with myself.

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