The wish for water
Sep. 13th, 2003 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aceofkittensMy mind wanders, scrabbling around all over the place... restless, like a little mouse rooting around in the scrub grasses on the side of the road.
I'm just so -- blah. I have that trapped feeling growing inside me again, which at the "height of each attack," makes me do things I shouldn't. Maybe I should listen to Cowboy Mouth; their big hit, "Jenny Says," has some words to live by: "Let it go, let it go, let it go..." But I just can't seem to.
So I went back and read one of my favorite poems, "California Hills in August," by Dana Gioia. The full text of it can be found here: http://www.danagioia.net/poems/californiahills.htm. Sort of the theme of the day, given the weather.
I'm just so -- blah. I have that trapped feeling growing inside me again, which at the "height of each attack," makes me do things I shouldn't. Maybe I should listen to Cowboy Mouth; their big hit, "Jenny Says," has some words to live by: "Let it go, let it go, let it go..." But I just can't seem to.
So I went back and read one of my favorite poems, "California Hills in August," by Dana Gioia. The full text of it can be found here: http://www.danagioia.net/poems/californiahills.htm. Sort of the theme of the day, given the weather.
