| Don't want it all destroyed.
EDIT: Man, this wasn't meant to sound like such a downer! Everything is fine, don't worry. I was referencing Xanga's recent cleansing of those who haven't been using their sites. I had to post SOMETHING to keep them from deleting it. :P That's all! No worries.
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| There is a young cowboy, he lives on the range
His horse and his cattle are his only companions
He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes as the doggies retire
He sings out a song, which is soft but its clear
As if maybe someone could hear
Goodnight, you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Wont you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Lord, the berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go
Theres a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me
So goodnight, you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Wont you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
"Sweet Baby James," James Taylor.
It's amazing how a one-second encounter can launch you back into who
you used to be. One scent, one sensation, and you can be in a moment
years ago.
I thought I was a completely different person, but as far as I can tell I'm still Sol. Tonight, that's all I could want to be.
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| I'm leaving in a little under a week.
It's been very odd seeing old friends. There were a few I saw for the right amount of time, but many I didn't see for long enough or at all. There was one I really wanted to see, partly because I wanted to get a mask from her. I've always thought I could make a very nice mask from her face (creepy though that sounds). I suspect that I might not get to see her again, at any time. Such is life.
It was good that I got to see Jenna and Geneva and Sarah and Jack and Itai and Audrey and Megan and all the many many others I did. It made me happy.
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On the day I went away
(Goodbye)
Was all I had to say
(Now I)
I want to come again and stay
(Oh my my)
Smile and that will mean
I may
'Cause I've seen - Oh!
Blue skies!
Through the tears in my eyes
And I realize
I'm going home
I'm going home
(I'm going home)
Everywhere it's been the same
(Feeling)
Like I'm outside in the rain
(Wheeling)
Free to try and find the game
(Dealing)
Cards for sorrow,
Cards for pain
'Cause I've seen - Oh!
Blue skies!
Through the tears in my eyes
And I realize
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
"I'm Going Home," Rocky Horror Show.
So, yeah, just a couple of days.
I am really going to miss everyone here. I'm going to miss having Amalya to visit with chocolate. I'm going to miss having Andrew to contemplate philosophy as it applies to stupid things with. I'm going to miss having someone to talk with, do homework with, make double entendres with, and wake up next to.
But on the other hand, I've really missed everyone in Boise. So I guess I'll have to see how I feel once I'm back.
can't wait to see you all.
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