Crossing your fingers doesn't really get you anywhere

I apologize for the lack of "real" updates lately. I promise this youtube song posting will end soon. Sometimes though, songs say it better than you ever could yourself, and so there isn't any point in writing about it because you're not going to do as good a job as the song will anyway. And it takes so much less effort.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song.
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me threatening the life it belongs to.
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd, cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud.
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to.



Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable, And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, girl. So cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe... just breathe.

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you'd only try turning around.

I've been driving for an hour
Just talking to the rain
You say I've been driving you crazy
and its keeping you away
So just give me one good reason
Tell me why I should stay
'Cause I dont wanna waste another moment
in saying things we never meant to say

And I take it just a little bit
I, hold my breath and count to ten
I, I've been waiting for a chance to let you in

If I just breathe
Let it fill the space between
I'll know everything is alright
Breathe
Every little piece of me
You'll see
Everything is alright
If I just breathe

Well it's all so overrated
In not saying how you feel
So you end up watching chances fade
And wondering what's real

non stop

I'm dizzy from commitments and obligations. From urgencies and expectations. (It's always about that.)
From playing catch up.

I can't even finish this blog, I have a meeting in 10 minutes and it's 15 minutes away at a reasonable pace.

celebrity of the day

I absolutely love Reba McEntire.

I know I'm a dork. I don't know how I suddenly fell into this country music rut. Laugh it up.

But I watched a special with Reba and Kelly Clarkson and I cried.

So cheesy, so good.

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I think sometimes you can really surprise yourself at how much you can feel even after so long.

I think what's difficult is becoming very jaded toward most things while keeping a hold of just a few. Because investing very much in very little is almost more dangerous in investing a lot of yourself in everything. It's like putting all your eggs in one basket and if it just so happens that those baskets don't hold those eggs carefully (which is really an unrealistic expectation to think that any basket will always be reliable), then your eggs all break in one go.