September 1st, 2006
|12:07 am - A late-night conversation|
Tonight, as I was driving home, I was locked in an extremely important conversation with myself. I was going back and forth over a few things, trying to figure them out. It was quite like a math problem that you have done over and over and over in the examples, but the variables don't quite look the same once you get them on a test.
I was talking to myself, trying to work through the problem, explaining it as best I could out loud, because I knew I'd have to do it soon.
But when Blake Shelton's "Nobody But Me" came on the radio and broke into my concentration, I knew what I was doing, the problem crystalized, and I knew my solutions.
Then, though, there was that strange fear that the solutions wouldn't ever pan out, that they wouldn't ever be available. And there was some wonder if I could live with that.
But, in the end, I know I could.
I know I can make it on my own if I try
But I'm searchin' for a great heart to stand me by
Current Location: Southeast of Disorder
Current Mood: quixotic
Current Music: "Who's That Blonde Stranger?", -JB
They say that "time cures all wounds" and many of them that say that also seem to believe that with time all things will work out. What they tend not to tell you is that "time" is something we mortals tend to not have a lot of (when compared to time itself).
So yes, there are solutions & you have seemingly figured them out. Take heart in that & work with it the best you can. If, in the end, you can not work them out in this life time, maybe they will work themselves out...
I don't know what your problem is, we seem to be taking different math classes and I certainly do not know which varibles you have to work with...but I'm sure you'll pass the test just fine. From the little I know about you, you seem to be the tip of the top...so I have faith in your ability to pull at least a B- ;)
*nods* I assure you, I am patient. If they don't work out, then they don't work out. But I'm willing to give them the time they need to work out.
Mike, I know you really want it to work out, but we both cannot rule the Underworld Empire. I already claimed it, fair and square. It's time for you to let go.
I ain't got no diamond
But I'm down on my knees
Singin', don't go lovin' on Empires you cain't have
smashed the altar in your underground empire tonight. Take that
Ahh you're RIGHT! But I jumped on the table and broke it, so I'm probably just as bad. Who's to say I didn't plan that? Who's to say a little chaos ain't healthy for the Underworld? Yeah, my altar may have been smashed, but at least it was a damn good party...
In re-reading this, and in paying special note to the current music, it reminds me of an earlier post where you met a girl at a bus stop after hours and walked her home.
I'm not positive of the connection, or if there is one, but maybe...
She actually had beautiful, dark hair, so she wasn't a blonde stranger :)
Did you read the lyrics with the song, "Who's that Blonde Stranger?" Or were you more thinking about the "current music" of "Nobody But Me"?
Well, all of it really...but no, Ii've not read the lyrics, only the titles (and what you have here).