Thoughts in the Key of Life
What’s better than a power nap?

POWER SLEEP.

Which is what I’m going to attempt soon.
As in now.
Huzzah vacation!

bringing up something from a few days ago: i think you should be acknowledged at the final showing of the musical! i feel like you've been in shows since i got to this school (im a junior). i know you aren't really part of the cast or tech for this show, but you've done a lot of work since you got here. i would clap for you next sunday, even if you aren't called up on stage!
Anonymous

Anon you’re one of the sweetest people ever! <3

I don’t think I’m going to be called up on-stage, but you’re right though haha, I’ve been in shows since 8th grade (so your sixie year).

But I sincerely appreciate it though, anon!

You should tell me who you are so I can give you a hug when I come back to BLS sometime this week =P

What are you left with when you make all of time and space your backyard?

…A backyard.

Thoughts of the sun and the sky and the streets.
Acoustics in open tunings singing freely with every strum.
Mirrored eyes that want to say something they can’t.
The Unsaid. But the Acknowledged.

I can feel what I want but it’s not a matter of getting it.
I can see what I feel but it’s not a one sided choice.
It’s not a choice at all. Not anymore.

Life has become a matter of whens and hows.
Not a matter of whos or whats.

In my mind’s eye I can see so much.
And for once, it has never been so clear.

Also, I don’t understand sleep.

I had 1 hour of sleep going into Friday.
Then 18 hours into (through?) Saturday
Then 3 hours into Sunday
And finally 9 needed hours into today.
And I’m exhausted as hell.

The days are blurring and the memories burning.
And I’m somewhere in between.

The grill’s on outside and there’s a salmon documentary on WGBH.

Today might be a good day.

I also don’t have school tomorrow
or the next day
or this week
or next week
or… until next fall actually.

I could get used to this.

thestarsarecalling:

I think I’ve found a method to my madness.

I treat life with extreme reckless abandon and total disregard. By life, I mean my health and vitality.

I don’t give a shit what the consequences to something could be, if it looks fun I’m going to do it. Especially if the ‘it’ involves climbing. That’s…

Precisely.

Very few things say summer to me more than starting fires at 8 in the morning.

I ask you, my friend…

Would you rather love what you have lost
or lose what you love?

This is all too familiar to be anything new.

It’s 2007
add 2008 
and 2009
plus 2010
with 2011.

Little fragments
coming together.

This year is nothing new
‘tis simply yesteryear’s fragments
coming together to finally say goodbye.

This is all too familiar to be anything new.

I need to clean my room.

But cleaning my room would mean picking up the pieces of senior year.
Literally picking up pieces of senior year,
for my room is nothing but scattered papers, notes, and folders
strewn with old clothes, new clothes, and books.

I must put you all away before I’m ready to do so.

This anon is spot on for once, you deserve a whole lot of credit, this show wouldn’t be anywhere near the same without you.

Good sir, you’re too kind!
I really did do much though! You guys already seemed to know what to do, I just jumped around like a five year old watching the magic unfold =P

Oh well I hope they call you up on stage eventually, I'm sure you deserve it!
Anonymous

Anon you’re too kind! But there are a lot more people who are more deserving of being called on-stage =P

Wow Joe I saw Into The Woods today and it was great! But why aren't you acknowledged? You've been doing musicals since like freshman year right?
Anonymous

Ahaha thanks anon! But I’m not supposed to be acknowledged haha, it’s the cast and crew that get the applause! My award is knowing they did a wonderful job, such as today =]

This is all too familiar to be anything new.

I’m at a loss for words for the past few days.
Perhaps one day I won’t be so speechless.

But until then, I’ll just savor this inexplicableness.