blow to the heart


Listening to music is something I do all the time. The last week and half, I had little time for listening to music.  Once I finally put my headphones on, I realized how much I need to lose myself in songs.  Apparently, this is has become a way of letting go or calming down.  I love songs that continually break my heart.  I don’t particularly want a real broken heart, but I suppose a broken heart by proxy makes me feel more open to the world? I’m not quite sure.

So, alone at the house for a couple of days. This means loud music ANY TIME OF DAY OR NIGHT!!!

This morning I can’t stop dancing. Perhaps it’s my new T-shirt from the school I just got back from. Perhaps, it’s  the drumbeat that makes my shoulders begin to move.  Aw, it’s always the drum beat. A good drum beat energizes me, makes me lose myself. I love it!

Passion Pit- Eyes Like Candles

I am sorry for the creepy still photo video accompanying the song!

Am I just a ridiculous softy? Why do moments in a film hit me so hard the third time I see it? I watched the tail end of Brokeback Mountain on Bravo (of all stations) today, and this moment had me sobbing.  Black tears running down my cheeks.  Is it sad because of Heath Ledger being dead? Is it said because Jack Twist and Enis Del Mar cannot ever have the life that would have made them the happiest? Is it because I have a weird headache, pages of poetry due and I’m waiting on a book that may never arrive? My dog runs out of the room whenever I cry.  I haven’t figured out why he becomes so upset. 

But my eyeliner is indeed waterproof.