17 months
6:27 AM PST - Feb. 09, 2004
i'm listening to the new
Five for Fighting CD.
i rarely listen to men singers,
but John Ondrasik writes awesome songs.
17 months
my boy is almost 17 months
and he's struggling through a bad cold right now
and the house is evilly cold in the mornings
because when we decided to live on one income
blankets are far cheaper than a $200/month
gas bill. and besides, i remember
freezing my ass off when i grew up in
Illinois and it was only 45 degrees
in our house and we wore two pairs of socks
and a scarf. and i think and count the ways
i could talk to my son and explain all these
things but i know he's too young to understand
why i get up at 3:30 to practice piano
as if i were trying to absorb the keys
back into my fingers, and that i tell him
i was so good once and how
i cry when i play sometimes because
it's as if i wrote the music myself
and lived through the window that these
composers looked through, the lady they fell
in love with, how in their own nerdiness
dreamed through the apricot blossom
of how they might give their love
only to learn that in that day and now,
it was the Backstreet Boys that got
all the girls.
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