I love sitting in an empty apartment. There's something about a fresh start...just a room...before all the shit that makes up life crowds the space.
I'm moving in a couple weeks and last night I went over to my new (empty) apartment to measure the walls and make sure I can actually fit an organ and a piano in my one-room place. I ended up just sitting on the floor for a while. It reminded me...
...of when I was 16 and I moved away from the house where I grew up.
...of when I moved to Dallas to start grad school and had no furniture (Literally. My couch was an air mattress with pillows against the wall and my TV was on the floor. That was the "living room").
When I lived in that first Texas apartment by myself I used to listen to this song all the time at night. It's super cheesy, but you know, so is this post!
"Today was a pretty day,
No disappointments,
No expectations on your whereabouts,
And oh, did I let you go?
Did it finally show that strange things will happen if you let them.
Today I didn't even try to hide,
I'll stay here and never push things to the side,
You can't reach me cause I'm way beyond you today.
Today was a pretty day,
Autumn comes with
These slight surprises where your life might twist and turn,
Hope to unlearn,
Strange things will happen if you let them come around and stick around."
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