Gish's Blurty

a whine.
I've been having a serious case of hermitage lately. I don't even care if that word is used correctly, I just like that word, and it feels like a good fit. I've been hiding out in my bedroom after 5 p.m. and reading, with a movie in the background and falling asleep early. Sometimes, I listen to really, really sad music that I come across on my iPod. Well, it didn't seem sad when I loaded that sucker up, but once I got into the whole feel of things, I realised it's just a sucker trip. And I just jump in, what the hell. in for a penny...

and I want to go home

Sam, during my august 2008 ontario vacation.

all the dishes rattle in the cupboard when the elephants arrive
It's a little funny, in a way. I am totally isolated here. Which is what I honestly crave abnout 99% of the time. But the thing that's been coming to mind all morning, is how it felt when we landed in Timmins on the mining plane, I can't remember if it was the Jun or August trip. But it had been raining, the sun had already set, I could hear the thrum of insects in the forest as I stood there looking around, lighting a cigarette.

but it was the smell that got to me. It smelled of wet forests, towering evergreens, loam, black earth, life. I want to smell that smell, right now.

And everything that is being played today on my laptop, are songs that I put on cds for my roadtrips this past year. So each song playing, I can see whatever landscape I was driving past, singing along. Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Twilight Singers, Matt Good.

And I've had a serious craving for Cake lately. Not like the cake you bake, but Cake the band. I have exactly one song on this laptop, unable to download anything, and a serious craving. If I were down south, I could hit a record store and all would be returned to normal.

My most ardent wish at the moment is for it to be June, and I'm in a car with my cigarettes and music. I'm driving along a smooth deserted highway. I will stop for breakfast in the watery early morning light, eggs over easy with bacon and homefries, unlimited coffee and the newspaper. Just put me there.

Now Graham Nash is playing, and I think of Danny my 8 year nephew singing along: "Just want to hold you, don't want to hold you down..."

Just put me there.

Love You Madly - Cake
Two - Ryan Adams

Current Mood: crappy
Current Music: Simple Man - Graham Nash