But in the end if I’m with you. I’ll take the chance

Cause It’s always raining in my head

Best part of this post is the truck behind Aaron Lewis. I used to have a ’72 Ford that looked just like it, though it never ran in my lifetime. It had been stored for many years and the transmission had been stolen while in storage. I thought that as a 15 year old child, i was going to figure that right out and as I found out that even in the year 2000, it was not easy to come by an engine for a 1972 truck. I’m not sure what happened to it but it was probably given away one I realized I could not do more than sit in it and listen to the radio and boy did I ever. It had a very specific smell in it, I think my dad would laugh and say ‘yeah varnish’ if I mentioned it. I still don’t really understand if gas turns into varnish but if I were to say that outload my male family members would wonder how I get by in life – the good thing is, no one ever calls into the helpdesk at work asking why 1972 trucks smell weird inside.

I decided to look into this and fuck… how does he know so much – I still don’t understand but yes.. varnish..

Listen to my voice, it’s my disguise. I’m by your side

Oh how does this random psychic say so many specific things? I can not possibly see so much meaning in every damn video I watch of hers. At first I was like, whatever, I’ll enjoy this adorable video and with to believe in it because it is fun and then she says a phrase that is on my stop me in my tracks list and I don’t know why she would say ‘right some wrongs’ but she did and it kinda of creeped me out. Is this a phrase people really used? It creeped me out the first time I hear it and it was a very impactful moment in my life – so I just chalk it up to being something I don’t really like to hear.

Well this random human on the internet that tells me about my love life is hilarious, so I am glad that she is at least entertaining because somehow she has captured my interest – but I would be hesitant to let anyone actually know that.

If I didn’t love you I’d be good by now

This morning on the way to work, as I was reliving a moment in my my past over and over again, this song came on. Its the second time that I have heard it on the radio recently.

Today in my thought drifting – I ended up at a day that we spent at my house. One of the most passionate days in my life. As she melted into me, I tried my best to control myself and knew that she was already struggling with the intensity that we had found – so though that day, I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, it trickled out with a, “I care about your deeply” and I sure as hell still do.

Well – actually, the other song I heard may have been:

and then on the way back home on my lunch break – I heard one of those new country songs that kept me listening though I typically can’t stand these songs that all sound the same to me.

Now I get to use her famous line – I usually listen to harder music than this..

However – here I am.

Your love is better than chocolate

Have you been half asleep
And have you heard voices
I’ve heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that call’s the young sailors
The voice might be one and the same
I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it
Its something that I’m supposed to be
Someday we’ll find it
The Rainbow Connection

Some nights, when I catch myself listening to Sarah McLachlan, I want to tell her that all of her songs aren’t heart-wrenching, but I might actually be wrong about that. They do pull at my heart strings.

I’ll tell her when we are cuddled up in bed and Better than Chocolate is ending, then I will know that I have found my moment.

Yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen

It’s been a long few days and I am just holding my breath and trying not to worry about her. She has been on vacation for a few days and I am not really sure how long she will be gone. I can’t imagine that her work would let her off for very long. I was doing just fine and we were exchanging messages each morning and night and then at some point yesterday Tam started to worry about her and ask me questions – Tam doesn’t know how to be soft and gentle with me – so she just starts throwing it all out there and telling me about random cards she pulled about M – she doesn’t even know her but I guess I radiate enough energy, all of my friends practically believe that she is my future gf as much as I do – so they treat her as such.

She started asking me a lot of questions about her vacation that I just didn’t have the answers to. She asked me if she was in control or was along for the ride – told me they seemed lost or confused about their destination. She asked me who she was with and I knew none of it. I explained to her that I don’t ask most questions because I trust her to tell me what she wants to tell me and I never want to make her feel like she has to lie to me – so I would rather just not know.

When she didn’t get online last night after my emotions were stirred a little, I tried not to let it bother me. I was out with my friends but grew heavily distracted when I didn’t hear from her – I thought it was ridiculous so I tried not to think much of it or bother her with my concerns. Tam’s words were just all coming back to me and I started to wonder if there was any truth in it. A vacation where he and she are travelling by car is the last thing my nerves need right now, but instead of talking about the way I dig myself into emotional holes – I will just remain calm and watch vigilantly.

I thought that I heard you laughing

Today, I needed a song from 1991 because I noticed that my word cloud at the bottom of the page was not even – we will blame the retrograde or something. I should be asleep – its 9:15 AM – but I have been logging into work early to cover for people, I am logged out until 10 currently.

I realized why I have no songs from 1991 – they are all pretty terrible, except this one.

Last Tuesday, I went to karaoke and this is the song of the night. I watched the words as they scrolled down the screen. It was one of those moments – where I had heard the song so many times, thousands on this one – but that night – one week ago, I felt like I was writing the words as they displayed.

The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I’ve said too much

Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no I’ve said too much
I haven’t said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper, of every waking hour
I’m choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no I’ve said too much
I set it up

Consider this
Consider this the hint of the century
Consider this the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing around
Now I’ve said too much

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

I have always known it was a gay song, well I am quite sure its historical anyway – but last Tuesday, it meant more to me.