I've just noticed that September has consistently been a low point for me for each of the past three years.
Here's to hoping it's different next year.
Today's post is a semi-filler post while I continue to organize my life into a happy medium that I can be comfortable with.
I'm not a fan of unleashing bitter sarcasm or snapping at people.
It's not the standard affair people are used to.
Traveling back to Newton Faulkner's Hand Built by Robots.
It's just a consistently wonderful album for me.
What brought me to his attention was his guitar playing ability.
Add in great arrangement, melodies, an' writing, you've got yourself an album that I'm consistently listening to from beginning to end.
Newton Faulkner - Uncomfortably Slow
Traveling again
I know exactly how it's gonna end
The routine day dream starts as I get off
I'm holding up the queue
Because my ticket won't go through
I know it should be simple but it's not
So don't take my photograph
Cos I don't wanna know how it looks
To feel like this
As cars and people pass
It feels like standing still but I know
I'm just moving uncomfortably slow
Something's gotta change
I know I'm lucky in a lot of ways
So why do I want more
Than what I have?
Brace myself to hear the lies
I wonder if they know that I
Don't get the jokes but I just
Need to laugh
So don't take my photograph
Cos I don't wanna know how it looks
To feel like this
As cars and people pass
It feels like standing still but I know
I'm just moving uncomfortably slow
I'm just moving uncomfortably
Slow down
There's infinite detail
When you break it down
It all becomes simple how
It all becomes clearer now
So don't take my photograph
Cos I don't wanna know how it looks
To feel like this
As cars and people pass
It feels like standing still but I know
I'm just moving sub-consciously
One day I guess I'll be
The man that you think you see
I'm just moving uncomfortably
Slow.
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Song captures my mood the past week or so perfectly.
Frustrations an' stress of life.
Along with interpersonal relationships.
Find myself on a see saw with an incredible person.
Or more like a beautiful waltz where all we do is dance around each other.
On a positive: it has inspired a few pieces from me.
Will I ever get around to posting them?
Who knows?
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