Music for this morning's journey a bit more up-beat & cheery - Moink by Jackie on Acid. Lots of cool lines in this one - I wish you were more like television, then I'd know if I turned you on. Love me 'til I'm high as God is. Skittish vision blinking, looking for a creepy, junky loving chick - coulda, woulda, shoulda had your flavour on a stick. The herd flocks over to platform 3 - don't they realise that the next train will be at platform 1 before the delayed one they are waiting for? More space on the train for those of us with a brain of our own. pretty brat sure knows where it's at, if you push her belly then her hair grows long - my sister had one of those dolls - pretty bizarre thing to have in a song lyric. A lot of the bands I like at the moment have female vocalists - a couple of years ago there were nearly none on my playlist. Are there more of them around or did I just not notice them until recently? Bright green sweatshirt - hurting my eyes to sit opposite - even catching glimpses out of the corner of my eye. Hope she gets off soon. It would be nice to have a forward facing seat too - don't like going backwards.
Who is to blame?
Is it some force on high
Tangling the puppet strings?
No
It is just me
And my lack of self esteem
Drunken vulgarity
Am I Derek or Clive?
Neither
For they are funny
And I am just sad.
The sky is grey
My life has donned camouflage
In hopeful preparation
For the day when I will fly
Why do I want a relationship? They never last long in my family. You need to navigate through the roots of the family tree back a couple of generations to find any lasting relationships - my parental grandparents were together until the end - but none of their children are still in their first marriage, on my mothers side you need to go back to my great grandfather - there are non-immediate family members of a more recent generation, but no-one that I am directly descended from. I hope this pattern can be broken - if only for my sister's sake. The tempo has dipped towards the end of the CD and my mood has dipped with it. Rain is falling outside. I get sick of myself sometimes - but there is no walking away. Rain on the river - it soothes briefly, but the train soon carries me past. Get Some - by Snot - see if this one can cheer me up. Quit. Mad. Stop. A Kerouac ending.
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