squinting.

one of those days.
i sing dixie chicks at the office with one of the middle aged women.
people ask me why im so happy listening to country 95.3 at 7am in the morning
i dont know.
its just funny how things work out sometimes you know
and disappointing how some things dont work out.
and then when im quiet(like most people), people think somethings definitely wrong! i think ive gotten to that point where i have to be unusually talkative and alive. its come to be something that's expected of me. so i push onward, trying to be that constant that people expect. trying to be that breath of fresh air at the end of the week. trying to be me. but if i am trying to be me, then is that really me. not all the time i guess? everyone has those days. yeah i dont understand it much either thats why i have to type it down cause i confuse myself.

i think im needing a breath of fresh air.

squinting from the full day of contacs on the eyes
bittersweet.

squint those eyes and take them off god for one second
then he takes that mozarella stick right off your party platter you pay $15.99 for (plus tax and tip)

'you give and take away
you give and take away'

I saw the sign
and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign
and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign.

be bold, dru