I'm also known as Reverend Strange.
Every day I wake up and I look out my simple little window, staring out at the empty lot right across the street from me, and I wonder if they are ever going to do something with that place. The thing is, it doesn't really matter to me what they put there, a free health clinic to reflect the pregnancy clinic right behind me, or even another little coffee shop that can be robbed a few hundred times before limping out of that place. Simply put, I don't have time to worry, even though I have just spent a minute or two writing out my thoughts on what will go there, worry about things that are going to happen, because it isn't in my ability to reach out and affect what they are doing over there, and no matter what I'll have to look out my window every day and stare at what that place has become, knowing that it'll be staring right back at me, wondering what they are going to do with the creepy boy that stares.
I love music, and if music was a beautiful woman I'd buy her many gifts to keep her singing. Music to me is something that really lets your mind take off from whatever you are tied down to, if only for a few minutes. But those few minutes, when you find the music that really speaks to you, you can leave your body almost and fade into the background, while your own personal band plays for you in your head. It doesn't matter what you listen to, either. Jazz, reggae, rock, pop, hip-hop, bluegrass, metal, oldies, classics, sell-outs, underground, indie, whatever the ******** you want to listen to, listen to it. But make sure the music speaks to you, and not your friends all around you.
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Buahahahaha, I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas from your one and only, Roxie.
you may not like it though but yeah