oh, soulful, solitary, swinging miles.
how you play the soundtrack to my mood.
make images out of the shadows that plague my dreams.
i love jazz.
i have been listening to louis armstrong sing "aint misbehavin" for three days straight.
his loneliness seems so jubilant.
i love solitude.
i have made a habit of walking streets alone at night.
talking to whoever is nearby.
i made good friends with a few street musicians.
they drink vodka out of gatorade bottles to keep the cops off their backs.
they have nothing but they seem so happy.
i feel like i am becoming like them.
happy and poor sitting on street corners, just content to be alive.
i love life.
i gave a ride to these guys the other night who were running from the law. they were almost threatening in their urgency. they were not going back to jail.
in the car, they told me about God and how they are certain he is real. they told me that the activities that aspired that evening was a sign from God, telling them to return to him. i smiled, feeling God for the first time in months.
colorado is doing good things to me. taking the edge off of whatever has edges on me.
i think i am going to climb a mountain today.
keep my shoes off.
lay on my living room floor while mr. miles davis lulls me to sleep.
yeah,
today is a good day.
12:53 p.m. - 2004-06-13
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