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Hey, you! Yeah, you!
2006-10-06 1:03 p.m.
... you should listen to this song.
Overlap, by Ani Difranco
I search your profile
for a translation
I study the conversation
like a map
'cause I know there is strength
in the differences between us
and I know there is comfort
where we overlap
come here
stand in front of the light
stand still
so I can see your sillouette
I hope
you have got all night
'cause I'm not done looking,
no, I'm not done looking yet
each one of us
wants a piece of the action
you can hear it in what we say
you can see it in what we do
we negotiate with chaos
for some sense of satisfaction
if you won't give it to me
at least give me a better view
come here
stand in front of the light
stand still
so I can see your sillouette
I hope
you have got all night
'cause I'm not done looking
no, I'm not done looking yet
I build each one of my songs
out of glass
so you can see me inside of them
I suppose
or you could just leave the image of me
in the backround, I guess
and watch your own reflection superimposed
I build each one of my days out of hope
and I give that hope your name
and I don't know you that well
but it don't take much to tell
either you don't have the balls
or you don't feel the same
come here
stand in front of the light
stand still
so I can see your sillouette
I hope
you have got all night
'cause I'm not done looking
no, I'm not done looking yet
I seach your profile for a translation
I study the conversation like a map
'cause I know there is strength
in the differences between us
and I know there is comfort
where we overlap...
Have you any dreams you'd like to sell?
2006-10-06 12:35 p.m.
... dreams of loneliness...
Dreamt of Michelle last night. It was weird cuz she didn't look anything like Michelle, but it doesn't matter... it was my dream and I *knew* it was Michelle. I spent the whole time trying to get two minutes alone with her. I just wanted to talk to her. To find out how she's been, how her life has been, how her *married* life has been... And though I can't remember how much of the dream was spent chasing her down, all I really remember was the very end when I stood in front of her, held her hands in mine and asked her...
"How was it?"
And in true Michelle style she answered, "wonderful..." in the way that only she could... I hugged her and kissed her cheek. Then, she turned and walked away... and I woke up, my eyes covered in dried tears, evidence that I'd been crying in my sleep.
My heart ached... it still does.
Gah, I can't believe how much I miss her.
I called her this afternoon and almost starting crying when I heard her voice on her automated message.
I guess the part that gets me the most is I just didn't appreciate her as much as I should've when we were younger and now...
She's someone else's dysentery...
"That's life. If nothing else, its life. It's real, and sometimes it fuckin' hurts, but it's sort of all we have. " ___