I have not been well the past few days. I've been shacked up in my bed room for at least 23 hours a day for the last 2 days. I have a work plan, i think i won't be going out this week at all or doing anything other than coming home and piecing work together slowly but surely. Christmas isn't to far off either i cant wait, the smell of winter is amazing. I have a plan for a for a few Christmas' time, to get away from England and spend Christmas in a cabin, in a snowy mountain , where I'd have to collect my own fire wood and kill wild bear with my own bare hands for food. I want to start playing the guitar again, i know i wasn't very good at it before, but listening to Bon Iver makes me want to play their songs...
Sold my cold knot
A heavy stone
Sold my red horse for a venture home
To vanish on the bow --
Settling slow
Fit it all, fit it in the doldrums
(Or so the story goes)
Color the era
Film it's historical
My mile could not
Pump the plumb
In my arbor 'till my ardor
Trumped every inner inertia
Lump sum
All at once
Rushing from the sub-pump
(Or so the story goes)
Balance we won't know
We will see when it gets warm
listen to Bon Iver
x
