Ramblings of a Lyricist

A place for me to write, about my day, about my thoughts, the stories and songs and poems that come from my mind or that inspire me.

Sandbags, Songs, and Storms of the heart

So, yesterday in an effort to do my part for the community, which is facing the possibility of the worst flood in it's history, I went sandbagging. Six long hours and 875 sandbags later, I was exhausted and as you can imagine today, I am sore and stiff despite the the stretching and hot baths. Sigh, oh well, it's worth it, and I'll probably do it again. I went with Mel, we started at the Oakley-Lindsey Center, and ended up at the tic toc motel. It was a good day, long, but good.

So, what else? Currently I am coming to make some decisions, it time I think to throw aside some things. Romantically of course. Hopefully in the process I can salvage a friendship that I hold dear, I'm not really quite sure how to do that yet, but I am going to my very best. It would seem that after all these years, some feeling never die, and some never change. Some do. I'm hoping in this case that one will be the later, and one will be the former. Nothing like vague explanations, huh.?
As is my usual practice in these situations, when I need to express myself, I have turned to poetry and song writing. The current song storming around in my brain is a slow jazzy tune, and while the lyrics are unfinished the chorus is done, so I thought I'd share:

You can hold on to the pain
You can turn and twist and blame
You can horde the past if you want to
But I think you should know
That I've cried my last tear
over you

---------------------------so yeah, it's not really done yet, a work in progress. My favorite kind.

Sorry to be so vague, but I think in some cases it's the way it should be. Especially in cases as sensitive as this one.

Also, news on the apartment front. Apparently our terrible landlord has decided that due to the fact that we left our molded furniture in the apartment, and he is now going to have to pay someone to go get it out, that we are not entitled to receiving our deposit back. I'm not surprised, I expected him to come up with some excuse, but we should be ok around the first week of july, so I guess all is well.

That's it for me at the moment.

check back for the full song when it's finished, and some other creative tidbits.

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