Psalm 119:28

Sad again,
Tired.

I make
you make
You me
Me you

as promised
promised strong

sad.
tired.
again,
again,
again.

Grooveshark and WhatIWant

So,

Every once in a while I find myself jotting down stray thoughts that end up being central to the theme of me. I tend to revisit them weeks, months, years later again and again, checking if they still resonate with my soul.

One such piece is on this blog, the Three months notice? post (yes, it still resonates). It's the only one on the blog. There are four more that I can think of off hand, one in a treasured black book, one on my hard-drive, and two in my sent folder in gmail - different recipients. They still resonate. There were a couple more that have lost their magnetism, I visit them less frequently - more from a sense of nostalgia than for a reminder of who I am. Then there are the lost boys, one that is on a four-year-dead hard-drive sitting in my room still, only because of it's buried treasure, another written on looseleaf, a letter, delivered, gone.

These pieces are never what one would consider to be 'quality' prose or poetry, but rather snapshots (picturegraphs!) of me.

I feel another one coming on. This is not it. This is my reminder to myself to write it.

If you're a groovesharker, here, have a playlist.

Idlesoul's playlist 1

After all, part of the the story that is mine is hidden in the harmonies of others.

So much for subterfuge!

The title says it all :)

Back to Town

And i'm back in kingston ...

Oh wait, that's right. I never told you I moved to mobay. Well I did. But my stint was cut short in a rather abrupt fashion that I will probably never blog about. Oh well.

Just saying hi I guess. Hello blog. I miss you too.

When we are both cats

Vanilla Sky is one of the most underrated movies of all time.

The title of this one is also a youtube link.

Knock yourself out.