the dreaming tree

this post could be called “random things i’ve thought of in the last few hours but didn’t really have anyone to share them with”

i watched “lost” tonight, and it was ridiculous. in a good way. sometimes i try to figure out what’s going on, and others i just want to enjoy the ride, because it is certainly a great one.

i like to carry on coversations on the phone and talk about random stuff, meaningless or otherwise. but it’s something that’s missing from my life recently.

sometimes i wonder how many girls think i’m cute…i imagine most girls could care less, but for some reason i still hope some do. not that it matters, and not that i would really be so bold as to ever talk to them, but i often find it passing through my brain nonetheless. in fact, i’m probably a bit more vain than i’d care to admit, and i want to think i have some kind effect on someone…maybe not everyone, but someone.

i wonder how long we need to wait before calling someone a genius, particularly in the music world. i find myself doing it, too, but i think too many people are referred to as geniuses. we need another designation, either between brilliant and genius or one that surpasses genius…i don’t think adding an adjective will do the trick for me. i also want to do something to make someone call me a genius and mean it sincerely.

sometimes i imagine my life will be chronicled someday, and so i often narrate things in my head, or think about how i would explain certain stages of my life in a concise yet interesting manner.

i like to talk about myself. and to myself.

there are times i don’t want to eat…like it just seems to be an inconvenience. but eventually i go ahead and force myself to eat something.

there are a lot of ryan adams’ lyrics i want to post right now (and also some from adam duritz, now that i think about it), but i’m going to go with some i wrote instead cause it’s been awhile since i’ve posted (or written) any poem/lyric-type stuff…even though it’s not executed quite the way i want, i like the idea, and posting stuff sometimes helps me figure things out eventually.

i want to wake up in the shade
look deeply through
your comfortable eyes
to know you love me
but i’m afraid this blink
is the last i’ll see without tears
so wrap me in your blanket
away from the breeze
safe and warm
before i’m alone again