The first time I woke up
Sep. 18th, 2007 10:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7After dreams of helping people on busses find out their untapped potential and ability, i woke up with "Old Yellowcake" stuck in my head.
After feeding the cats and going back to sleep for 20 inutes, during which I dreamed of impressions of people and their self-proclaimed roles, I now have "Little Wonder" stuck in my head.
The wost thing about all of this thesis shit? I'm so frazzled, day to day, that I can't even hear what music i want, in the mornings.
I used to be able to sit down and lookat all my music, and hear them, in my head, and I'd know which to take for the day, what would Fit, you know? I can't hear that, anymore, and I look at my music, and I'm frazzled, and it disturbs me, a little... But that's me, and I'm weird.
Today, It's more Deadsy, more Bowie, and Rasputina.
The autumn inthe morning smells like when I was 3-6 years old, and I would go to my father's father's house, and he would make me eggs and toast for breakfast, and he would roll his cigarettes, and brew his coffee. It smells crisp and clean and you get that pure smell of everything, before the heat and the day taint it with smog and expansion.
It smells like that, now...
No time to waste! There's work to be done!
After feeding the cats and going back to sleep for 20 inutes, during which I dreamed of impressions of people and their self-proclaimed roles, I now have "Little Wonder" stuck in my head.
The wost thing about all of this thesis shit? I'm so frazzled, day to day, that I can't even hear what music i want, in the mornings.
I used to be able to sit down and lookat all my music, and hear them, in my head, and I'd know which to take for the day, what would Fit, you know? I can't hear that, anymore, and I look at my music, and I'm frazzled, and it disturbs me, a little... But that's me, and I'm weird.
Today, It's more Deadsy, more Bowie, and Rasputina.
The autumn inthe morning smells like when I was 3-6 years old, and I would go to my father's father's house, and he would make me eggs and toast for breakfast, and he would roll his cigarettes, and brew his coffee. It smells crisp and clean and you get that pure smell of everything, before the heat and the day taint it with smog and expansion.
It smells like that, now...
No time to waste! There's work to be done!
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Date: 2007-09-18 02:57 pm (UTC)have to start the day off right, and a shovel should help with the work, if not Im sure we can get a back hoe in here....
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Date: 2007-09-19 12:21 am (UTC)And the morning does that blue-golden-white thing. ^_^
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