I have never had sunburn in my entire life, until yesterday. Apparently when I was dune walkin out on the Cape, my shoulders and neck got really, really burnt. I feel it today and it sucks. My superior genetics has let me down (again)!
I have all these thoughts and all these words swimming in my head, but when it comes time to say what I need to say, they all head to the door at the same time. It's like a 3 Stooges routine and I say absolutely nothing of substance. Instead I just lay on my couch and watch public televison. . .fun stuff. . .
Sometimes I feel like I'm in an emotional purgatory--a way station between feelings. My poetry professor called me "a voice in transition" and she's right. I just don't like how temporary everything feels. . .
PM Soundtrack:
Snow Patrol-Final Straw; Whiskeytown-Faithless Street; Beck-Sea Changes; Aretha Franklin-Lady Soul; Curtis Mayfield-Very Best of
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