"On the docks and moored boats
I sail above your inlets and interstates
Through the rain and open wind"
So, lately, and even as I sit here writing this (and also trying to make sure my parents aren't reading this as I type) I'm brought back to one of my all time favorite musical artists, Owl City. For OCD/Paranoia purposes, sometimes I force myself to not listen to any owl city songs. But it seems as though every semi-nostalgic bone in my body has been egging me on to go back and listen to Owl City again, and with the prospect of moving coming up soon (it doesn't seem soon now, but I know it will creep up quicker than expected) It's very fitting.
Every song by them brings me back to happier times, times that I'm sure I've never even had happen before, the smell of the fresh sea and the distant sound of seagulls, the cool breeze and hot sun on my skin, it feels sort of like home in a way.
Oh. And there are lots of flowers too.
It's definitely ahome place I hope to finally see, a distant idea of peace that lurks in my mind and fills me with excitement and happiness, that restlessness that comes with the idea of something better and brighter then what you have now. Like the thrill of adventure in a way.
But it also makes me nervous, what if it isn't as grand as I imagine, what if I get too nervous and don't get the chance to see it? I don't want that!
Every song by them brings me back to happier times, times that I'm sure I've never even had happen before, the smell of the fresh sea and the distant sound of seagulls, the cool breeze and hot sun on my skin, it feels sort of like home in a way.
Oh. And there are lots of flowers too.
It's definitely a
But it also makes me nervous, what if it isn't as grand as I imagine, what if I get too nervous and don't get the chance to see it? I don't want that!
I'm not sure, I'm not even sure this place will be a reality, but there is no reason to not try.. Oh well, We'll see in a few days..
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