I did a stupid thing today.
I went through the pictures of all you guys, from the year. my year.
Its weird to think of but Ive been home for... three months now.
And looking at all the pictures of all you guys didn't help me out.
I wish anne louise had left hers up. Hers were the best. The best of the best.
I miss the people. Not really the places as much, but the people I talked to and got to know. As hard as it was, its easier than now.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Strong Breeze
During the seasons of Spring, Summer, Fall.... and most of Winter my family has their windows open.
Maybe it has something to do with how much better the air feels outside than inside. The gentle breezes throughout the warm months and icy, strong sweeps in the winter ones. When their closed it feels like we've been cut off from a part of the world.
The noises and smells aren't always amazing. Sometimes the sounds of life coming from the general direction of the back yard (a small business) drive me insane. The constant chattering from those ladies sucking on cigarettes tends to make the hair on my neck stand up and the one gentleman who never seems to stop whistling off key... he can just go.
But... when we close the windows and tuck ourselves away in our pleasant little house their sounds disappear.
Ive been wondering if maybe, just as much as we hear them, they hear us. If the fights and laughter and singing my family tends to, floats over to them on occasion or maybe constantly. I think of all the times I sing in the shower or yell at my brother and ... maybe they do hear us just as much as I hear them. It doesnt really emberase me, but it makes me start liking them a little more. It does, in a kind of way, tie our lives together, and maybe I should start enjoying that little old man who just cant whistle.
Maybe it has something to do with how much better the air feels outside than inside. The gentle breezes throughout the warm months and icy, strong sweeps in the winter ones. When their closed it feels like we've been cut off from a part of the world.
The noises and smells aren't always amazing. Sometimes the sounds of life coming from the general direction of the back yard (a small business) drive me insane. The constant chattering from those ladies sucking on cigarettes tends to make the hair on my neck stand up and the one gentleman who never seems to stop whistling off key... he can just go.
But... when we close the windows and tuck ourselves away in our pleasant little house their sounds disappear.
Ive been wondering if maybe, just as much as we hear them, they hear us. If the fights and laughter and singing my family tends to, floats over to them on occasion or maybe constantly. I think of all the times I sing in the shower or yell at my brother and ... maybe they do hear us just as much as I hear them. It doesnt really emberase me, but it makes me start liking them a little more. It does, in a kind of way, tie our lives together, and maybe I should start enjoying that little old man who just cant whistle.
Hey! I decided my first attempt at a blog was so ... pitiful Id try a new one!
This is Hannah in college. Hannah exploring the new freedoms of adulthood. haha
On that note.
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly [radio version]
probably [album version]
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
Gnarls Barkley - Crazy
This is Hannah in college. Hannah exploring the new freedoms of adulthood. haha
On that note.
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly [radio version]
probably [album version]
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
Gnarls Barkley - Crazy
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