things just don't go how we hope/imagine

frenetic thoughts

formulaic ways

sometimes the trite truths are crucial: "it's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright" ; "It's gonna be OK" "Life is hard, but God is good"

I cannot believe Dre's dead. sometimes is washes over me with an overwhelming rush; a nauseating void remains in his place. and a million unanswered questions and sorrows. feels like some sick, twisted, s@#$%y dream-- some alternate reality of horror. everything, I mean EVERYTHING is different /changed in light of Dre's tragic event "life as it comes, straight, no chaser"

On silver stars I wish and wish and wish

I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open
and fixes all of life's mistakes
I wanna be the house that you were raised in
the only place that you feel safe
I wanna be your shower in the morning
that wakes you up and makes you clean
I know I'm just the weather against your window
as you sleep through a winter's dream


And if it seems like an accident
A collage of senselessness
You weren't looking hard enough
I wasn't looking hard enough


Till what I want and what I need
Can finally be the same

thinking of providence

what deanna said today about coincidences and overanalyzing. those little things. work yesterday being hard but there being glimmers of God's hand. even the business of my friends while i worked. having such fun today, CG sign ups, goofing with friends, Shanghai lunch, Chinatown moon fest, bus ride back, movie and laughing it up with 6 friends at our place tonight....

You need goofiness and irrationality and exuberance and blindness and extreme ability to overrate someone.

http://thedudewhisperer.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-dude-whisperer-ive-got-question.html


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