I don't hear music anymore. A select few songs I hear, but everything else that plays...just doesn't reach my ears. As a result I've been playing Always Where I Need To Be by the Kooks over and over again.
I had a plan. The possibility that it may not work has been preventing me from trying. I did it though.
It also occurred to me that in 3 years I will either be in Boston or Springfield MA. I guess when I told Kurtz and Iszy that I would never go to Western Mass again, I was wrong.
Glum is a good word for the moment. Perhaps tomorrow will be better. Oddly I feel lonely with Iszy going to NY for the weekend and Kurtz going to Noho. Maybe it's because they understand. They've been so good to me. It's like they hold some special power to bring me out of my plaid misery.
I have to figure out how to get myself out of it though.
It's funny how you can feel like you're the most beautiful, free spirited person in a room one moment and like another bland face in the crowd the next. No it's not funny. It just...is.
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