Playlist Coffeehouse Ramblings

wake me up wham

Oh the things these crazy college students wear. I didn’t think they still made shorty short track shorts for guys… thank goodness he has boxer briefs on! He looks as if he walked out of the Wham! “Wake Me Up Before You Go Go” video.

I see people I recognize, perhaps from another time – how could I know any of these 20-something kids? It’s a case of deja-vu and it’s happening a lot lately.

Deja-vu they say is a series of marks that your self makes in another time to let you know that you are on the right path. I guess this is a good thing.

I know I belong here… maybe not in the apartment I’m currently living in, but I definitely belong in this town.

As I sit here writing, I wonder if these young kids even appreciate the great 80’s music that is the background to this coffeehouse today…

 

80s music mix

 

Let’s go crazy, let’s get nuts…

 

Being in the right place is conducive to following your bliss and passion… however… since I’ve moved, I’ve found myself not writing or being creative nearly as much as I should be.

My new job has been a big part of this. While it is a lot less stress than the last place I worked, it is a lot more work. I love my job, the people, the customers, everything about it, but I do not have that feeling of permanence. It’s like it is the right fit for right now. Perhaps I just haven’t found my groove yet…

 

Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down…

 

I’ve started to dedicate one hour a day to working on my book; this has begun with copying old posts from here, editing and beefing them up for the book chapters. I hope to get at least my format down in the next few weeks and then start working on putting the chapters together.

I’ve abandoned my script for now – I believe my book will be more powerful and afford me that opportunity to turn it into a TV drama.

 

Don’t stop til you get enough…

 

This first week of 42 has turned out to be amazing. I have such wonderful and supportive friends. I just hope I give them the same hope, encouragement, love and support they give to me. My friends are family and mean the world to me.

 

I’ll stop the world and melt with you. You’ve seen the difference and it’s getting better all the time…

 

My mind is constantly racing and bouncing from thought to thought – it’s hard to keep up with and can be annoying at times.

I’m in the midst of another deja-vu… the faces and conversations around me sound so familiar. I want to reach out and capture this moment so that I can study it later and try to figure out why I am feeling this familiarity.

 

In touch with the ground, I’m on the hunt I’m after you…

 

He’s been talking to me for almost a month now and sits down for a moment next to me. I am twice his age, yet he doesn’t seem to care. “I don’t see your age, I see your soul and it’s familiar. Don’t you get it?”

I have no use for a young 20-something. That would be too much work and provide for lots of complications. I don’t want that anymore – I’ve had my fill of drama and complexity.

I want simple. I’ve come to embrace my aloneness.

Don’t you get it?

No, I guess you wouldn’t, you’re still too young to grasp that concept. Give it 20 years.

 

Don’t, don’t you want me? You know I can’t believe it when I hear that you won’t see me…

 

Before he gets up to leave, he tells me he’s staying in town this summer so I won’t be rid of him that easy. He’s not stalking, but he’s persistent. I’ll give him an A for effort. “I’m going to be 22 in July, so don’t say you’re twice my age!”

Nice. Only a 20 year difference then.

He’s definitely cute – tall, lanky, crazy and untamed 80’s new wave styled hair with the close shave on the sides and longer top, and his clothing style has an air of punk rock mixed with rockabilly. If I were closer to his age I’d totally be into him – but I’m not. A few years ago I wouldn’t have cared and acted on it. I craved chaos like that.

 

Call me, call me, alright. When you’re ready we can share the wine…

 

Who picked the playlist for this place today? Get out of my head!

For the first time ever in my life, I’m not looking for love, a relationship or even a fling. I’m looking for me. I know I need to get my mind, body, soul, and life in order. A major change is coming my way and I must be ready. I don’t have time for the complications or drama that accompanies a relationship. What is the point anyways when they always end and hearts are left broken?

 

Someday love will find you, break those chains that bind you…