aftermath

this is long overdue.

most people go home to a family, some go home to a child, a wife, a mother, a partner or a friend.

thursday night. i come home to pile of dirty dishes, probably a week old, a pile of clothes waiting to be pressed. and a stack of CD’s yet to be sorted or played. and jingoy sitting like a queen on top of everything.

been listening a lot to my own 90’s playlist lately. i think stipe finally found the light, hence the album around the sun. well good for him. if he was happy in shinny happy people, he discovered himself in automatic for the people, was a little lost in up, found his way back in reveal and finally, enlightened in around the sun. just can’t stop listening to that album and to sheryl crow’s wildflower. this is my favorite of all her albums… incidentally, it’s also the saddest.

i can listen to these two albums forever…

i guess, like michael stipe, i wanted to be wrong. unfortunately, like sheryl crow, i wasn’t.