Today was a pretty bad day. It was busy, lonely, and stressful to boot. The one bright spot in the afternoon was talking and helping some local young kids with their English, though their English is already pretty good. But still, I had a headache and overall the whole day still sucked.
And then it sucked more because I had to go out and figure out dinner on my own.
And then I got a surprise: a phone call from my local friend who's working in Denmark, just to see how I was doing. The conversation was refreshing and it felt good just to connect with a friend again.*
And then I found a really good Japanese ramen noodle place. Surprisingly good, since it was in a food court.
And then I spent an hour or so just listening to music in a record store.
It was a nice way to have an evening to end a rough day.
Do not underestimate the power of randomly calling your friends just to say hi. I won't.
* - Though I suppose it shouldn't have been a surprise. He called two weeks ago, and at the time said he would call again in two weeks.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Momento for the Sunshine
I've spent the last chunk of undetermined time allowing Ms. Eva Cassidy's amazing voice to soothe my mind and soul while I sit here on a couch and waver between spacing out and searching for random, worthless information on the web. I would've loved to hear the woman live.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
It's not warm when she's away,
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
and she's always gone too long,
anytime he goes away.
Her rendition is so calm but her phrasing so smooth and perfect. It's the right amount of soul, the right amount of jazz, and just the right amount of gentle rhythm. Like the breaking dawn after days of rain.
It's like a mirror that reflects the opposite of what I'm feeling. It's the perfect antidote to the tense, pressure filled, tired mind. My thinking has become sporadic, my focus nearly non existent.
I suppose I could simplify things. Overcompensate, be overly decisive and just choose something. And if such choices carried no consequences I probably would have done just that. But since they don't, well I'm stuck listening to my newfound love.
Though honestly, that's not such a bad option after all.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
It's not warm when she's away,
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
and she's always gone too long,
anytime he goes away.
Her rendition is so calm but her phrasing so smooth and perfect. It's the right amount of soul, the right amount of jazz, and just the right amount of gentle rhythm. Like the breaking dawn after days of rain.
It's like a mirror that reflects the opposite of what I'm feeling. It's the perfect antidote to the tense, pressure filled, tired mind. My thinking has become sporadic, my focus nearly non existent.
I suppose I could simplify things. Overcompensate, be overly decisive and just choose something. And if such choices carried no consequences I probably would have done just that. But since they don't, well I'm stuck listening to my newfound love.
Though honestly, that's not such a bad option after all.
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