Roads

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I've been up since 2:30am and I went to sleep at 12am. Oddly enough... Well never mind, I'm every bit as tired as you can imagine.

My grandmother decided she wanted to go visit my cousin since I would be going back to Sacramento today. I suggested she leave early. She chose 4am. So I was up and ready to drive her to the Amtrak station for her 4am bus. Good times really, it's the least I can do considering all the times our situations have been reverse.

So what have I been doing since then? Making sure I don't leave anything vital when my ride gets here at six. It amazes me. No matter how light I pack, I always end up taking an extra bag back. Gotta love the worrying spirit of the grandmother that ensures you have what you need plus everything she thinks you need.

But really, on the drive back from the train station I realized how much I appreciate LA and KCRW. Honestly, radio stations like KCRW are a dying breed and I'm glad to say LA is home to one of the best. And while listening to the station I came to another realization.

What is it, you ask? It's, while I still think Morrissey is a pretentious asshole... Some of his music really is quite good.

"None of these mindless dolts have any idea how lucky they are. They live perfect lives, eating fries whenever they please, laughing and joking with their perverted condescension. Mark my words--- I will spite these fry-gorged gargoyles. The street will flow with the blood of the nonbelievers!" IV: A Decade of Curious People and Dangerous Ideas - Chuck Klosterman

I'm so tired, of playing...

Playing with this bow and arrow...

Gonna give my heart away,

Leave it to the other girls to play...

For I've been a Temptress, to long

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Music.

I find myself incapable of understanding people who aren't completely consumed by it. Listening to the chords, the drum beat, the voice singing over the melody...

Perhaps people are able to ignore the addiction simply because they have never experienced it live? Or maybe it's simply, because people find themselves addicted to a lesser demons such as the television or movies. I don't know.

All I know is that music consumes me the way some people are consumed by heroin. Once hooked, it's impossible to let it go. To remember a time before there was music. If there ever was such a time. It courses through my blood and creates the beat of my heart. And with out it?

I'd die.