Perks.
I usually think more in the shower.
But as today was a neutral feeling day, I had no real outbreaks of mind banter. My nose did start to bleed randomly while I was washing my hair, and I'm quite aware you didn't want to know that. It was just kind of frightening to look down at the red droplets meshing with the warm water when you're in such a completely defenseless state as you are when in the shower. I like to share things that freak me out.
Looking at what I wrote last year, it seems as though I did think quite a lot in the shower--since, like I said before, most of my thinking goes on in the tub and there were a lot of interesting things that came out of my brain during my two and half months of common-age solitude. One of the first summer posts I put up last year had a playlist of music that made me feel welcome in such a drast and dry town. And because nothing came up in the shower, I will attempt to fill the void.
Okkervil River- Song Of our So-called friend
Regina Spektor- On the radio
PJ Harvey ft. Thom Yorke- This Mess We're In
Telepopmusik- Breathe
Interpol- NYC
Iron & Wine- Bird Stealing Bread
Radiohead- Optimistic
Sufjan Stevens- Romulus
Miles Davis- Blue in Green
Stay-at-Home- Untitled
The National- Geese of Beverly Road
Thom Yorke- The Eraser
Fiona Apple- I Know
Nick Drake- Road
I finished that book by the way. Absolutely terrific. Here are a couple of great quotes from the book:
"Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not even realizing it because they don't involve a ball."
"First, I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other."
"You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand."
The book is by a guy named Stephen Chbosky, and it's his first book The Perks Of Being a Wallflower. It's somewhat of a modern day Catcher in the Rye and if that sounds corny or grandiose to you in any way, I implore you to shut out those thoughts and give it a try. I'll even let you borrow it if you ever bump into me.
I don't start work until probably next week, so if you see me online and it says that I have been online for a ridiculous amount of time, well I have been. Talk to me. Please. Or else I'll talk to you first.
Have a good night or day or brunch.
Henry
But as today was a neutral feeling day, I had no real outbreaks of mind banter. My nose did start to bleed randomly while I was washing my hair, and I'm quite aware you didn't want to know that. It was just kind of frightening to look down at the red droplets meshing with the warm water when you're in such a completely defenseless state as you are when in the shower. I like to share things that freak me out.
Looking at what I wrote last year, it seems as though I did think quite a lot in the shower--since, like I said before, most of my thinking goes on in the tub and there were a lot of interesting things that came out of my brain during my two and half months of common-age solitude. One of the first summer posts I put up last year had a playlist of music that made me feel welcome in such a drast and dry town. And because nothing came up in the shower, I will attempt to fill the void.
Okkervil River- Song Of our So-called friend
Regina Spektor- On the radio
PJ Harvey ft. Thom Yorke- This Mess We're In
Telepopmusik- Breathe
Interpol- NYC
Iron & Wine- Bird Stealing Bread
Radiohead- Optimistic
Sufjan Stevens- Romulus
Miles Davis- Blue in Green
Stay-at-Home- Untitled
The National- Geese of Beverly Road
Thom Yorke- The Eraser
Fiona Apple- I Know
Nick Drake- Road
I finished that book by the way. Absolutely terrific. Here are a couple of great quotes from the book:
"Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not even realizing it because they don't involve a ball."
"First, I am very interested and fascinated by how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other."
"You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand."
The book is by a guy named Stephen Chbosky, and it's his first book The Perks Of Being a Wallflower. It's somewhat of a modern day Catcher in the Rye and if that sounds corny or grandiose to you in any way, I implore you to shut out those thoughts and give it a try. I'll even let you borrow it if you ever bump into me.
I don't start work until probably next week, so if you see me online and it says that I have been online for a ridiculous amount of time, well I have been. Talk to me. Please. Or else I'll talk to you first.
Have a good night or day or brunch.
Henry
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