Rachel (saveahippie) wrote,

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Oh darling, let me breathe.

I've been having nostalgic flashbacks of a musical nature.  I'll have not listened to music in extended time sequences and then, in my head, arrives a diapasonal beaucoup of it, inexplainable but not bothersome. 

"You touch her skin, and then you think, that she is beautiful, but she don't mean a thing to me, yeah she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me." Like 3 summers ago, I listened.

Have been trying new humiliating things.  Skateboarding is one.  I should be a "brofessional" in no time... Hahaha, no, not at all.  But it's fun.  Even falling on my coccyx and experiencing substantial pain when sitting down.  Being open with those I've just met, like fileting open the body and letting them make what they want of your entrails. Of course, vulnereability.  Wearing nothing but Day-Glo in public and proclaiming that freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose... I actually haven't done that one quite yet.  Also attempts at being more candidly loving as opposed to forced with the family. 

I recorded my singing yesterday for my new friend.  An exercise in self abasement. I don't care though.  Maybe it'll work out.  At least on the end of my own volition. 

That's all for now.
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