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yea seriously, the past 4 months all i've really lived for is knowing i have this one week to relax and feel free...its like an alternate reality. i consider myself lucky i have this kind of "escape" and as often as once a year...
i love the entire experience of getting on the airplane so early in the morning, its usually snowing or theres snow all over the ground and in huge piles (like there is right now) and cold here...really cold. so cold i gotta bundle up to get to the airport.
then to land in miami. its like traveling through space.
then the parties start and its like the ultimate freedom. head rushes, cool people, having no responsibilities other than to be a cool human being and no schedule other than to continue the fun.
then back to reality...but i always come back with this extra sparkle in my eye and a new thirst/hunger for life..it reminds me, its ok to live in the ordinary world. its ok to spend my money all these things...i'd rather spend my time and money on awesome music, memories, food/drinks, atmosphere, weather, etc.
ahhhh ok, thats my daydreaming dialog for the evening...i blame it on the blunt.
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there comes a time when the operation of the machine is so odious that you cannot even tacitly participate. you've got to place your bodies on the gears, the wheels, all the mechanism. you've got to indicate to those who own it and those who run it, that unless you are free, the machine will be prevented from working at all.
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