how time flies. and how cruel the passing of time can be. what was it, 4 or 5 years ago when brokeback mountain won for best song at the oscars. and the bright fire of heath ledger was extinguished just like that soon after. till today, the quiet strums of the guitar still bring me flashes of the images of the vast and rolling hills. and tonight, it was another country-ish song that took it. the weary kind from crazy heart. ryan bingham's rough scratchy voice, the lyrics. while wonderful, does bring with it a slight bitterness. mms.



we are all on the brink of a massive change. standing at the edge of the cliff, we're waiting for that push, and then we'll be swept away by the waves. i'm not ready to buckle down and settle into a 9-5 job. somehow i'm not able to accept it. and so, i'm just waiting for a sign, any sign, to possibly tell me that this is not the path for me. i've done everything i can to put myself into the life i want to live, so i hope -crosses fingers- that i've done enough