In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Adjusting to spring
Man, it's so late. It's fuckin' 10:30 already! How am I supposed to live my life when I have to go to bed and wake up in a few hours to go to my stupid job? I mean, jeez. You know?
Yeah, farmboy, life is tough. Didn't you just wake up?
Well, yeah. I went to lay down around six o'clock and I fell asleep. I was listening to this music podcast of All Songs Considered from NPR. I like that show. Fills me in on some music that I don't know. And there's a lot of that, believe me.
So, yeah, I guess I maybe don't have a whole lot of time when I fall asleep like that. I mean, I guess I maybe slept for what? Three and a half hours or something?
That's a good amount of time. You must have been tired.
I was. I didn't sleep too well last night.
Why not? Is everything all right, farmboy?
You know, it's basically the way it always is. There are always problems. It's called "life," I guess. Last night, though, I just couldn't get comfortable. I'm adjusting to spring or something. It's just not as cold as it has been and so I was too warm then too cold. Back and forth, you know. Tonight it'll be better.
It sounds like it already is.
I'm glad. I like spring.
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