A Few Good Minutes

I'm in an unusually and senselessly good mood at the moment. I'm thinking that of all times, you should be home this very minute, because I feel like doing something stupid and need a comrade to go climb a tree with me or something. I almost let my car get hit by another car again today, which is bad but always a sign that I'm being reckless. That's also a good/bad thing, but always entertaining. I'm also highly enjoying this moment because it's bound to crash in a few hours when I get out of la-la land and go back to school, but whatever. It's gorgeous out and is the perfect day for getting in trouble, but I've only got about an hour before I go back and a lot of things I should be doing. As far as my mom knows, I'm out looking for summer jobs, but my chances look very good at EMS and I didn't feel like applying anymore after that. Which means I've actually applie for a grand total of two jobs, but my chances look good for both, so today's reckless activity is counting all my eggs before they hatch.

And speaking of eggs, I'm pretty sure the one I wound up having for breakfast was this close to going bad, because it had a funny aftertaste, but whatever. I've got white blood cells and a lymphatic system, I'm good. At least it didn't smell nearly half as bad as the first one. God, that was the one of the worst things I've ever smelled, and I've smelled some pretty bad things in my lifetime. Why can't I just be like this all the time? It would make life a thousand times funnier. Anyway, have some music - it's been a Third Eye Blind day, and I got hooked on this one:

Wake For Young Souls
Third Eye Blind

Today I found my soul
I felt it die inside of me
so I turn to you
Life is like that, you know

I have your face in a photo in high school when you were alive
But that's all I have
And I can't remember who I was myself then
And it doesn't help, still I look to you as a friend to tell me

who we are now, who we are
It's who we are now, who we are
where does time go now, on a wake for young souls?
tell me who we are now, who we are
who we are now, who we are
where does time go now, on a wake for young souls ?
Like a lullaby you sing oh, ooh

Well the wind that blows, it's blowing colder
And the child that grows, she's growing older
And the friends we know, they'll turn a shoulder
The friends we know, they're growing colder

It's who we are now, who we are
It's who we are now, who we are
where does time go now, on a wake for young souls?
you tell me who we are now, who we are
who we are now, who we are
On a wake for young souls

Where's my soul?

Cycle of the moon brings blood to the woman
And the blood of the woman brings birth of a child
Child grow up
Keep forgetting something
Birth of a child comes someplace while
Even gray days beat the shade to wean
Unbodied unsouled unheard unseen
Let the gift be grown in the time to call our own
Let the gift be sewn before the windows closing
Truth is natural like a wind that blows
Follow the direction no matter where it goes
So it shall be the earth and the sea
Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me

Oh, ooh

If I've been cold, if I've spoken in anger,
to have been bold, forgive me
You know I don't see your mother, not like before,
though she hasn't forgotten
she doesn't like to be reminded anymore
Annie got married, it didn't come without tears
like the day you died, I have laughter for these years

So who we are now, who we are
It's who we are now, who we are
where does time go now, on a wake for young souls now?
It's who we are now, who we are
who we are now, who we are
On a wake for young souls


All the things we know are going to fall away from me
like a grain of sand slips through a good friend's hand