Ok, it's alright with me

This blog is a culmination of the time between about 3:30 am and 8:30 am this morning.  

Okay, I admit it, I'm a lyric whore.  Sure, beats, licks, riffs, chunes and such get me into a song, but if I can hear a poiniant phrase fill my ears or a great rhyme or a double entendre that makes me jealous I didn't think of it first, I'm lost. 

I'm writing this today because I can't put into words what I feel.  When I'm in an emotional state I'm bad with my words.  So I let other's say it for me in song or poem. 

I've recently fallen in love with Eric Hutchinson.  Brilliant singer songwriter who writes upbeat and plays the piano like a hottie.  Serious, check him out. 

One of his songs is going through my head this early early morning.  I listened to it last night and through a very difficult experience after listening to it again only then realized what it truly means for me.  

"Ok it's alright with me some things are just meant to be.  It never comes easily and when it does i'm already gone. I'm practically never still more likely to move until i end up alone at will.  My life continues inching along...

Ok it's alright to me some people are scared to see what's happening frequently but I would never shy from a fight.  Heartbeat with a high demand often will go hand in hand but i'm sick of just starting plans i wanna spend the rest of my life...

Ok it's alright with me."

And also a little Josh Ritter wonder lyric is passing through my head... "Lying on your back as the sun goes down, you know it's perfect 'cause you gotta leave."  

I've never liked goodbyes.  I suck at them really.  I get emotional inside which I think can translate to sarcasm and coldness on the outside.  Especially if it's a true solid I'm never going to see you again goodbye.  Then comes the part when two people actually part, one or both walk away and suddenly there's a hundred things flooding into my head that I should have said but didn't.  Or could have said to make them stay.  Wonderings if it's worth it run after them and say them.  Then realizing it's truly best to just morn the loss (my way = a big old hug from my amazing little man, a tub of ben and jerry's karmel sutra and a movie, everyone keeps telling me I should watch He's Not That Into You (fuck knows what they are trying to tell me) but I might have to save that one for tomorrow and just stick with my good old Breakfast at Tiffany's stand by) pick yourself up off the floor and let life keep inching along.  

Ok, it's alright with me.

I wouldn't change a thing that's happened.  Now, then, or ever.  Life has a way of teaching us things or changing us because.  Ahh life, my one true love.  The universe has it's reasons.  

Namaste.