So there it goes, the world speeding up on me again. Today I had an interview with Burton. Looks like I made it. As exciting as it is and how impressed and scared I am at myself, I cant help but wonder in exactly what direction my life is spiraling. Sometimes late at night, when Jim is already asleep in my bed, I’ll slip outside and lay in the Panamanian hammock and stare at the stars and sticks over head. Then my mind goes to work, in one of those ponderous, try-not-to-dip-to-far-into-the-daydream (night dreams?), wanderlust mind kind of deals. I think about next year at this time, hopefully I’ll be laying in a hammock on the other side of the world… good friends and ridiculous snow at arms length at all times. Crazy adventures just itching to be written down. Beautiful strangers whispering. I don’t know what I’m talking about really, I’ve just been spacing out into a daze every chance that I can. It’s not that I’m trying to pull some escape move, but I just don’t feel like observing and participating in the monotonous rhythm of my life right now. Fuck me. I’ll write more later when things aren’t so ….
On a lighter note, I’ve met one of the most ridiculous people in the world. Dreux was kicked out of Harvard after stealing, in nothing but an army helmet, a rowboat from the crew team and attempting to row to England. He was picked up 5 miles before international water by coast guard. He also got kicked out of Brown for another and no less impressive story. His fridge is filled with nothing but 40’s and salsa. His cupboards are filled with books. He has a photographic memory, dated Fiona Apple, and jammed with RHCP, shot shotguns with ken kesey. Today he did acid and sat in a candy shop. He’s amazing. I’m stoked to be reminded that interesting people do exist. Hooray!
Another thing... had a blast from the past the other night. Bright Eyes and talk of China till sunrise. That was good too.
