Is this it? Is this my Saturday? Dropping off the kids to go swimming with their granny and returning home alone? (Yes, I know what dropping off the kids at the pool means.)
It's a nice hot day & I should be doing something cool or writing an exciting new song, (until I decide it's actually shit), or at least weeding my garden, but all I can do is sit at home and write an entry in this stupid thing that kills my time.
I can feel my naughty side growing and I might just go and grab a fast food cheeseburger. I feel that I need something else and I can't put my finger on what it is. Alcohol/Sleep/Exercise/Sex/Chocolate/Self Improvement/People/ Music/ T.V./Internet,- I'm bored of them all right now. (Unless maybe, somehow I could combine all these things into one action.)
I think I have to admit that, although I think they drive me crazy, my kids actually keep me sane.
I love it when they help me in the garden, I love it when they say "brown flakes" instead of "bran flakes", I love the noises they make when they play cars.
I feel a bit lost today, without them.
I just had a flash of inspiration.- What about shopping?
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Hopefully your identoty will grow back soon and you'l be reinspired to write a great song.
I'll take this opportunity say that they keyboard solo on 'Prophet 15', which I am presuming you wrote, makes my chest swell and my eyes well with tears. It's just one of the most magical musical moments ever written.
Don't feel uninspired, sir! You've got the goods!
identIty.
hey bob!
I'm going to take this opportunity to tell you and I took my website name from a the Going Out video lol :D
but never fear! I made it clear that I didn't make up the name myself and I credited you and the band
cheers
endearing as it is, I'm SO glad that bran flakes aren't called "brown flakes".
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