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I think I'll go to Boston
posted on Sunday, August 23, 2009 @ 6:06 PM
It's happening again...
The self doubt thing? Yeah.
It's probably just the day.
I'm just tired.

"I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset."
-Boston; Augustana

Well, I came home, and the first thing I did was play keys.
I find it funny how much I miss it when I leave for short periods of time.
Okay, it's absolutely ridiculous how much I miss it.
Whenever I pray, I still ask why.
Not like I deserve to know. It'd just be a luxury to know why I feel the way I do.
But I guess that kinda goes with everything else floating in my mind too.

Like two comments I've received in the past week.
One made me smile, when it should have probably made me sad.
And the other made me a little angry, when I should have been hopeful.
I guess that all goes along with not being normal though.

So, father figure had a dream similar to how I think this will play out.
"Well, I was outside, and you were on the piano singing a way to a jazz style song I guess with someone playing bass. And it was really good...but then everyone was setting up. You how in your dreams you just kinda know what's going on? Well, you were plenty happy, it was just obvious you weren't involved."
-Mmhm, story of my life.
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