The responses from all who commented on yesterday's post--giant hug to you guys. Really. Today I finished (finally) watching the last episodes of The Show with Ze Frank. And reading the comments from you made me, if for a delusional moment, feel like I had my own little band of sports racers. You guys are awesome.
Still, I should really come here with a plan. I thought about writing ideas down throughout the day of something I could cover. Obviously followed through on that one. So here I am coming up with something on the fly.
I was listening to Mumford and Sons on my way back to the dorm. Yeahyeah dirty hipster blah. I'll also have you know I was wearing Tom's, acid wash jeans, and plaid. Anyway, two song lyrics really struck me and I was torn between which one to use as my I-am-a-mysterious-person-wonder-about-the-context tweet.
But it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
- "Little Lion Man"
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again
- "The Cave"
And instead of continuing this strain of thought, I'm going to preserve my shroud of mystery and not contextualize.
Worst rationale to end a blog post...ever.
You're not gonna get any comments on this one because you didn't pose a direct question for the readers. Yeah, hush.