can i be honest here?
over the past month i have been utterly obsessed with joni mitchell's the circle game. every illusion, philosophical, beautiful, mourn-filled thought i have about life and growing older is summed up in that song. i try not to speculate too far in the future because anxiety gets the best of me and i get into my "i must make every second of my life count right now" mania-infused state.
but it's just beautiful, friends. beautiful.
listen to it, please.
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true. There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty before the last revolving year is through.