Just A Few More Lines

How I explained the difference between Punk and Rock to a friend in 6th grade

“In rock, all the songs are ‘I love you.’ In punk, all the songs are like ‘I hate you.’”

And then I proceeded to cite “All The Small Things” by Blink-182, specifically the line “She left me roses by the stairs, surprises let me know she cares,” as an example of a rock song, and “I Hate Everything About You” by Three Days Grace as an example of a punk song. 

Ohhhhh man. Those were the days.

She was a hopeless romantic
Dreamin’ of sexy antics
Printed on Polaroids dryin’ in the sun.

She thought life should be
Pentatonic scales,
Growin’ up with bands
Like Freelance Whales
But vintage photography always made her feel uneasy
Like she was doing something wrong with her life
    that she couldn’t remedy.

She thought life was peachy
Before everyone got preachy,
Tryin’ to tell her how to live someone’s life.

Not that she knew
Better for herself,
Takin’ midnight trips
To the medicine shelf
Cause she knew there had to be something wrong with reality.
She was doing something wrong with her life
    that she couldn’t remedy.

INSOMNIA

I’m so tired my body is lightly convulsing, I have life to be up and living in 4 and a half hours, and I CANNOT SLEEP. I don’t think I’ve ever been this insomnia stricken in my life. I don’t know what the problem is. When I try to close my eyes and sleep, my brain is assaulted with how it will feel to wake up and work in a few hours, and then I get angry that I’m not asleep, and trying to fall asleep by anger is like trying to move a balloon by yelling at it. My consciousness won’t shut down. The soft layers of happy thoughts and optimism or neutrality for the morning have melted away because of my insomniatic frustration and there’s like a diamond-hard layer left exposed of crap, questions, worries, thoughts, the junk we all deal with, under which lies the contented oblivion of unconsciousness, that my mind can’t penetrate. However (and it sorta makes the problem seem fickle) I feel like if I can somehow get out of going to work tomorrow, I’ll be able to deal with the fact that I’m not asleep and then be able to sleep.