went out last night by myself...

came home with this...

drive

nowhere to go
can't get there fast enough
one twenty at track six
water on the windows
like sixteen time in my chest
see one flash, slow down
fourth at three
see the future
back to the present
caught in the storm
thoughts raging
revelation
track eleven, making sense
revelation
skip to the start
one twenty at track six
water on the windows
which way now?
struggle to decide, reverse
struggle to reverse back in time
time doesn't wait
live for the moment
revelations
approximation, fifty clicks
track five, home

i'm not sure i fully understand it, but i like it.

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Originally Posted by snap

i'm not sure i fully understand it, but i like it.

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agree with him...hard to understand but creative in the sense that it doesnt make sense to me...maybe you should explain...or not.

It's basically me driving, thinking and reacting. I drive to make sense of things and to be alone.

Some of the parts have deep meaning, some are just me saying what i see. Near the start, there's a lot more just saying what I see or hear or physically feel. In the middle and more towards the end I think more. I have more in my mind, you never find out what, but there's a lot more in my head that starts to "make sense".

Tracks refer to the cd I was listening to. The Fiction We Live by From Autumn to Ashes. If you listen to the songs that I mention, Track 6 (Every Reason To) and Track 11 (I'm the best at ruining my life), you can pick out more parts and kinda see where I'm coming from and why those songs specifically are important.

That's probably the best, least intrusive explanation I can give. My mind is kinda fucked, it's surprising I don't have more to write.

Sounds like what I did a few nights after being with friends. After leaving I just hop into my pickup and drive, listening to the radio, listening to CDs, listening to whatever. Reminds me of some times I've had, I understand it in my own way.