I often fear my cellphone will fry my guts with radiation and turn me into a bed-and-breakfast for angry, tech-savvy tumors. And yet I carry it. Always and forever.
You must be a masochist to love a modern leper on his last legs.
Frightened Rabbit, “The Modern Leper”
She cracks me up.
If I was crying … it was for freedom from myself and from the land.
From “Chicago” by Sufjan Stevens
We had to buy it. We had no choice.
… I will abolish the warrior’s bow and sword
–- that is, every weapon of warfare –- from the land …
Hosea 2:18, New English Translation
She’s the best.
It looks so official, it mut be true.
I wanna have friends that I can trust,
that love me for the man I’ve become not the man I was.
I wanna have friends that will let me be
all alone when being alone is all that I need.
I wanna fit in to the perfect space,
feel natural and safe in a volatile place.
And I wanna grow old without the pain,
give my body back to the earth and not complain.
The Avett Brothers, “The Perfect Space,” from the album I and Love and You