Temptations

This is how I chose to understand the lyrics to Theme Park‘s new song:

Found it in me to be your lover
Found it in me to be your friend
But I’ve got a home, a place for another

Focused

The age of a habit is not determined by the speed of its death.
It is the availability of new interests that cause its decay.
And interests can emerge, be reborn and die again.

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Trials and ponderations

Being outspoken has never propelled me to produce speech that is a proper portrait of my inner self.

Why ponder and pry into my principles only to prefer to remain silent?

I’m betraying my best interests.

Happy Wound

You didn’t see my valentine
I sent it via pantomime
While you were watching someone else
I stared at you and cut myself
That’s all I’ll do cause I’m not free
A fugitive too dull to flee

Amalgamate

The old and the recent, the new and the seen are mingling at present
Let us hope the outcome will regard the seldom said but permently felt

Blades

If I’m butter, if I’m butter
If I’m butter then he’s a hot knife

Gradience

Phase 01 of the project of a new life is almost complete

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Closure

Desperate times due to disparate thoughts

Inaction

Stealthy

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There is such a thing as making the same mistakes over and over again.  Then there comes the day when you realize you are living the mistake, rather than just repeating it. What was just troublesome surreptitiously becomes a habit. The frightening part is that old habits are so hard to kill.

An idle, a wheel

I’m going to do whatever I do, and if I don’t do this and can’t find something else and lose all of my money and become broke, then I’m going to have some hard times. There will be new people that I’ll meet, and I’m to be excited about that. I know that I’ll be having new experiences and traveling to places.

That is how Fiona Apple sees the future and it is refreshing and reassuring and I’d love to be able to feel like that all the time too.

 

Unanswered

What sort of stubbornness is worse than a sentimental one?
Is insisting on someone out of sincere neediness sillier or wiser than sacrificing oneself?
What’s certain is that the burden of being alone isn’t easily surmountable

Fortress

Silence can feed as easily as it can make you falter
And if you nourish a hope on muteness, the heart is swiftly quietened
Quiet, cold and silent is a life no longer vibrant