Storm

I've loved Lifehouse since I heard their music my junior year of high school. I was never able to get over how much music helps me cope with pain. I hope I don't sound like a pussy if I say that. I am currently home alone listening to the rain and the thunder, wondering what my life would be like in another year. Right now, I am not sure. Right now, I guess all I want is someone to be here for me. Someone who can hug me and say, it's OK, you'll make it. For those of you who read and comment, I thank you for your concerns and words of wisdom. I'm saying that I'm a pansy. I guess this 3 year and some odd month relationship seriously fucked with my social skills. I don't know how to call people and ask them to hang out. I always had Adam who always came when I asked him to and now I have no one. I love my solitude, but right now, all of it just feels out of sync. I'm off to play my guitar or do jazz dictations on the piano.... As John Cage once said, "everything we do is music...." I'm going to let that quote wash over me and go listen to the rain and then make some rain of my own... Perhaps laying out on the driveway while it's storming will help me clear my head. I think it's appropriate to give in to such actions....