Today, My Heart Swings   

okay! so this will be my final blog dispatch before i leave for vancouver tomorrow afternoon. to all my west-coast homies: i'll be getting in early in the evening, but i'm willing to bet the minor jet leg combined with the soul-sucking anxiety of being on a plane (i do not and have never been a good flier) will mean that i won't be immediately hitting the town that night. later on, perhaps -- especially if it involves a nightcap or two (or ten) on granville to soothe my frazzled ontarian nerves.

anyway, from there it's british columbia (vancouver plus a brief stint in kamloops, mostly to make out with a drummer) until next thursday, then kingston for three days, then back to toronto on sunday the 24th. i don't exactly know if i'm going to have time to consistently blog while i'm travelling around; i wouldn't bet on it, really. but what i promise i will do is bring a small notebook with me, and take some time here and there to jot down my thoughts and shit. and who knows, i'm bringing my laptop with me, so maybe during the downtime (if there is any), i'll upload some pictures and write a few blurbs. i like to stay connected, after all. even if twitter hates my phone and won't let me send updates from it. grrrrr.

now, indulge me for a sec with my theme song for this trip - "houses" by great northern. (the lyrics are just one part of it -- listen to the song yourself and then you'll know how it feels.)


the end begins just as it starts
and leaves me wondering what we left behind
told me not to talk but please explain
my thoughts that float around my mind
so take a step back will you
be alright feel alright
and now

all this time when we walk
we won't feel
put some time in a box
it won't steal

up ahead i see it
i can't find it
but i feel alive
follow me inside of a place
i felt like things would still be alright
and now

all this time when we walk
we won't feel
put some time in a box
it can't steal
all this time when i talk
it's not real it's not real
you're real you're real
it's not real

all this time when we walk
we won't feel
put some time in a box
it won't steal
all this time when i walk
i won't feel i won't feel
all this time when i talk
it's not real it's not real
you're real you're real
you're real
it's not real


....take a step back.

will you be alright, feel alright?

it's not real.

you're real.

and knowing that, i think i'll be okay, finally.

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