January 17, 2009

"Someone asked me today what I like people to do when I play, and I would enjoy it sometime if everyone would lay down on the floor and not applaud and not pay any attention to me... I don't want an encore, don't give me an encore, unless you really want it. Just do what you want when I play."
- Iggy Pop

Sometimes at sunrise, I think about how beautifully silent the world is. It's like I'm the only person and its all mine. My biggest wish is that the hour when the morning is most beautifully quiet and tranquil would last for 24 hours one time, and I could just sit outside reading and hearing the birds sing without the harsh sun beating down on me. I can't even put into words how beautiful it would be. The day is too bright and loud, the night too dark and blind, the sunset too corny and red. The morning, well, it's just perfect. I have a strange penchant for the morning. It's the reason I sometimes stay up all night.

Things are more beautiful when you're drunk with exhaustion. But that's another post for another day.

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