"Hey Man, Nice Shot" - Filter I'm in this dark place, but I like it here. It's obvious that I'm hardly happy, but I'm not a pathetic mess either. I'm a bit angry though. Don't worry it's not destructive, but the songs that are coming to mind are. I was on my way home listening to absolutely nothing on the radio. It felt like the rain wanted attention so I watched it pour down through the blurry windshield. All of sudden, like the road in front of me, my mind was suddenly flooding with music. Stuff I haven't heard in what feels like "another me" ago overflowed my brain. I dreaded forgetting this by the time I got home. It happened before and the Internet is worthless when it comes to igniting my memory from such a loss. Luckily, I wasn't driving. I didn't have a pen and paper in hand and I was too lazy to take out my phone. So I hummed and sang quietly to myself in hopes that a familiar tune and a few lyrics would keep these lo...
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.