For the first time in quite awhile I was bouncing around town with a Walkman, knocking the dust off my old Klipsch in-ear monitors. As I walked to Wendy’s it felt like a soundtrack to my life, like this was the song of my journey and each step was accentuated by the notes underscoring the whole thing. An interesting choice of songs — The Who – Behind Blue Eyes — gave a somehow beautiful sense of contented isolation.
It’s a cool feeling, being so active in a story that seems like it’s unfolding at your feet, rather than feeling passive like a wayward leaf being swept along in the current.
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that’s never free
Never free, but always searching.