I am loving life.
I'm breathing it in-drinking it up...hell-I'm damn near drunk off of it. Today one of my best friends and I were basically on a tirade of our optimism and freedom and ambitions, goals...we just lathered ourselves in positivity and it felt amazing. I think 90% of our responses to each others highly devised and meritorious plans for the future was:
"FUCKING RIGHT!"
Yeah, were a pretty eccentric pair-to say the least. Thinking about the things I have going for me in life I realise what DON'T I have to smile about, to cheers to?; I'm young, educated, have kick ass friends and family, great jobs, I'm embarking on a new adventure in September. Over time I just put together the high points of my life and realised they totally trumped ANY miniscule or verbose negative points. So, to those little meaningless points I say-you've vacated this ever expanded mind wayyyy too long, hit the freakin road-good riddance. So, in conclusion; I LOVE MY LIFE x's 5473583. I won't attempt to mislead you into thinking this isn't a new development-because it is. hey, better late than never, right? unreaaaal song:
RAINE MAIDA LYRICS – YELLOW BRICK ROAD
I remember the days when we talked for hours
And we were young; we thought we had superpowers
We kissed the sky, expanded our minds, thought we could fly
We were dreamers, and we’d never die
We were young punks but we showed potential
Us against the world, we weren’t sentimental
We weren’t our problems, our age or our paychecks
And we weren’t taking any body’s sh!t
If I knew now what I knew then, I’d
Back up do it all again, I’d
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
Knew now what I knew then, I’d
Back up do it all again, I’d
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
Come on, come on wise up
Come on, come on wise up
Come on, come on wise
The winters were cold but we had your parents basement
This underground was for sinners and we embraced it
Magic pills, fairy tales, Syd Barrett’s ghost
Oh, we’d all get on that spaceship
We measured our lives in coffee spoons
And those Friday nights quickly turned into Sunday afternoons
We weren’t our money, our muscles or our regrets
We were having a mere life experience
If I knew now what I knew then, I’d
Back up do it all again, I’d
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
Knew now what I knew then, I’d
Back up do it all again, I’d
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
I remember the days when we talked for hours
And we were young; we thought we had superpowers
We want our problems, our age or our paychecks
And we weren’t taking any body’s sh!t
If I knew now what I knew then, I’d
Back up do it all again, I’d
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
Knew now what I knew then, I’d
Back up do it all again, I’d
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
Take a bow, take it real slow
Take a ride down the yellow brick road
Come on, come on wise up Come on, come on wise up Come on, come on wise up
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