Wednesday, August 08, 2012

Love and Darkness and My Sidearm

I like singers with scratchy voices and sad songs. I also like singers with all kinds of voices and amazingly beautiful songs.

Some days I just feel a little depressed, and it's like nothing in the world can make me feel better. I know that life is good, but it just all feels bad. Everything is bleakest when I feel like I am in the dark, and I don't know where I'm going or if I am doing the right thing. Sometimes I'm worried that there isn't a right decision and that I am left with the difficult choice of two bad decisions. During those times, I find that I am lucky enough to stumble on a ray of light that shines brighter than it would at any other time. It is almost universally love.

Love and darkness seem to go hand in hand together in a beautiful way, both at my side in the world.

And I always carry my sidearm. My sidearm is a puppy. A beautiful little puppy who hails from a field of wildflowers and represents your mortality.

She represents your mortality like a motherfucker.

No moon in the still heaven,
In the black water none

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