Friday, March 24

What the only child DOES in that room.

There is a way to enhance the mood I’m in and I think ill give it a shot. I stand here alone in the middle of the room letting myself be directed unconsciously by my brain as I sway and think, sway and think………."I could have been…………………..one of these things first". People like Keroac always described events that could only belong to one person, and while I find myself being able to immerse myself into the 'flavours' of the event as an outsider to the tale, I find it hard to personally design any of these moments myself. Instead I am inexorably led to other characters less – convivial. I am led therefore to Drake, Dickens, Blake and Wilson. You might find yourself, alone, in your room. Or at a party, with people you’ve never known. Oh God those lyrics, those lyrics, they just get me. I would play this part of the song ‘Soul kinda feelin’ over and over with autistic like devotion at the age of 13. Much like I did at 6 with ‘In My Room’. Does this explain why I spent so much time in my own bedroom or did the songs aptly reflect why I spent so much time in my bedroom. I still cant quite work out whether the song is the chicken or the egg.

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