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tales from an ordinary world

2001-01-01

"Don't cut me loose, I think I'd sink beneath this city"
Scud Mountain Boys.

And so to help realise the ritual nature of starting anew, I opened the long-forgotten cupboard of old shirts and threw most of them out. About 6 years ago, I wore shirts all the time, but within a couple of years I'd reverted to t-shirts. The cycle seems to be coming around again - the changing of my personal aesthetics ? Something like that.

I never thought I'd be like this when i was 27. I never thought I'd be listening to country music. I never ever thought I'd start smoking. I'm not sure what I expected really, apart from some vague concept that I'd probably be married and paying off a house. But these things never quite go to plan - 5 and a half years ago, I was almost taking that path until something happened, something broke, something told me that I was making a huge mistake. Since then, I've been trying to find the right balance and the right place to be. Trying to be a rock.

So the journey continues, usually in ways I'll never completely understand. As always, I hope I can manage to do the right thing, at least most of the time.

Now listening :

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