Last week it was snowy and this week it was sunny and today it is rainy and there’s not much more to it than that and yet here I am wondering about what there is to wonder about, waiting to wait more, scrambling to push pause in the face of reality. There’s not much music out there that’s doing it for me right now, not much at all; is it because I feel behind? Slipping, chasing, doomscrolling. Ever stare directly at the sun while listening to Danzig? It’s a weird feeling. But a good one. The other day I saw a guy skiing in cut off jeans and a cut off Pantera shirt and I took his picture because he’s the kind of guy I know I gotta be more like in my life. Then a group walks by as I’m thinking about the guy in the Pantera shirt while staring at the sun listening to Danzig and I notice how these men have very large beards. They all wear oversized sweatshirts on their oversized bodies. Meanwhile, my deadlines still exist and the large bearded men don’t know it and I wonder if I’ll ever hit my deadlines and then, later today, I’ll hit my deadlines and it’s all okay. It’s all okay. It’s okay it’s okay it’s okay it’s okay. Who cares, anyway? Spring is here. That still means something. Time moves fast. Except when it doesn’t.
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