I think the only thing I even remotely miss from Cedar Springs is Sue's kitchen. We don't really have a good substitute up here. Its something about the same waiter and the same old guys in the corner every time you go there. Even months apart. The pocket change coffee and toast was nice too.
I suppose I rather miss the countryside and green things and space as well, but as best I can tell Cedar Springs has lost these things. Last I knew it lost what small town charm it had. Its slightly less dilapidated, but in the cheap plastic veneer kind of way as opposed to any real positive changes.
Because I've made it a point to be nice on facebook.
Its so hard not to respond to idiots on facebook. I'll probably start ranting on here for no other reason than I can, and I need too sometimes.
Its almost prime time political season. Its early, but you can sense these things if you pay attention. The political full moon is coming out and god knows what I'll turn into.
I do know that its already affecting other people. This seasons choice of information distribution has already been chosen. Its one liner thought-dumps in the form of words/picture/words. Lolcats for idiots, and that's saying something.
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2012 16 June :: 5.27am
:: Mood: calm
:: Music: Turning Pages-Sleeping At Last
I've waited a hundred years. but I'd wait a million more for you. nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do.
if I had only felt the warmth within your touch, if I had only seen how you smile when you blush, or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough, I would have known what i was living for all along. what I've been living for.
your love is my turning page, where only the sweetest words remain. every kiss is a cursive line, every touch is a redefining phrase.
I surrender who I've been for who you are, for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart. if I had only felt how it feels to be yours, well, I would have known what I've been living for all along. what I've been living for.
though we're tethered to the story we must tell, when i saw you, well, I knew we'd tell it well. with a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas. like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.
I have a notion, a feeling that something big is about to happen, something is going to change and something is going to come to fruitition out of nowhere.
