It's not the size of the load, but of the way you carry it.
Tonight I played the piano harder than I've played in a long time. I mean I played HARD. The poor hammers. The strings went BOOOWWWWWwowowowwowowow. That is the sound of resonating sound waves and not the sound track to a 70s porno flick.
I played the guitar also as aggressively and let the guitar produce feedback for 20 minutes while I made dinner.
I watched The Academy Awards, and realized that James Franco is really into himself, and that Anne Hathaway is a goddess.
I thought a few times today that what I was thinking and writing about was a good thing, only to come back a few hours later and scrape it and start over. I believe that happened three times today.
I am more conflicted now than I have been in a long time. The only thing that will save me this time is the gospel. It's a good thing that at this point in my life it's not something I'm questioning. Boy that would not be a good thing.
I think I'm tired.
1 comment:
its not the point of the matter, but the way one aruges/presents their point.. greek philosophy. reminded me of what you quoted about carrying the load.
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