Friday, November 16, 2007 .

the notion of taking of and flying into the sky, high above the world, is and old cliche.
oakley shades indeed.
but when one feels down and out,
and maybe, just maybe, alone.
( i say 'alone' because i've recently discovered the number of lonely people there are out there )


taking off might sound good.


don't you think?


visit friends in melbourne, manchester, california, or all of them in a night.
fly to the eiffel tower and back before bedtime.
take a trip around antartica on a hot afternoon, away from the heat and humidity.

or just park your ass somewhere in the middle of the stratosphere
only for a while though, cos the air is thin, and you might faint if you're like me and fall to the ground and die cos you're not invulnerable like superman.

or maybe flying and looking at the world, from a place where no one else can, might make you feel more alone.
the distance from ground, and isolation from all the hustle and bustle might be as theraputic as it can be alienating.


"throw your arms around my neck
and hold me tightly
there's a lot that we will get
i'm asking you
let your diamond bracelet fall
over the ice age
over the ice age

throw your arms around my neck
and whisper softly
of a thing that we will get
i'm asking you
let your diamond bracelet fall
over the ice age
over the ice age... "

- Pete Yorn

screaming infidelity at 10:32 PM
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