winter dreams the same dream every time

man, this season is one wicked one, i swear, all that sunlight and heat/cold/heat again/cold again made me all sleepy. i'm a bundle of joy inside but i can collapse any minute like a sack, i don't really know why.

truth is i was planning to talk about how happy i was today--the sun and the blue skies and a good grade (ok, i have to say this, one of my teachers prove that being smart in a cool way is totally sexy)then had chocolate, and tried to figure out whether or not i was to have boys or girls--anyways all that simple silly things of the spring that starts flowing through once you get dopey enough--

but then i got home and read what a friend had written, i got somewhat quiter. i remembered immediately what i realized this morning ( i realize a million things every day but rarely ever hold on to them long enough to post here, unless a dylan song or something random reminds me of them), anywho, this whole spring business is actually pretty much a marketing miracle, considering that all the beautiful flowers that were in full bloom only a week or so ago are now slowly drying up and shedding of their colorful petals and all is getting blend and dry and miserable with the approaching of summer and let's face it what is spring if not the whore of the "dry thoughts of a dry season"--

even spring i guess can't be pure or pretty--hell, i'd take both winter and fall over spring--honesty--lacking in spring--a few days of color and beauty then 99 days of slowly rising heat and that feeling of "shit there goes another one" creeping in--soon the crows will lose their glory and the birds won't sing in the morning--and the dogs will be too tired and too sweaty to do anything and we'll be crammed up in classes and classes in which you can't even breathe--so over all what i'm saying is that i don't like summer-so i don't really like spring though it makes me super happy and super colorful--i think it's fake--it's a fake kind of happy

BUT that shouldn't be any reason to not listen to tomster and his song(which i listened like 897 times in the last day or two--over and over and over again) who in his insanity, full-ness, ragged-ness, poet-ness, charming-ness, lovely-ness is such a shoulder to NOT cry on but laugh your heart out--he's like those first few weeks of spring--open and beautiful and sweet

Tom Waits - "You Can Never Hold Back Spring" video from Anti Records on Vimeo.