Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

....soak it in.

It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

It don’t matter, anyhow

An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

If you don’t know by now

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

Look out your window and I’ll be gone

You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on

Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

That light I never knowed

An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

I’m on the dark side of the road

Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say

To try and make me change my mind and stay

We never did too much talkin’ anyway

So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

Like you never did before

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

I can’t hear you anymore

I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road

I once loved a woman, a child I’m told

I give her my heart but she wanted my soul

But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe

Where I’m bound, I can’t tell

But goodbye’s too good a word, gal

So I’ll just say fare thee well

I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind

You could have done better but I don’t mind

You just kinda wasted my precious time

But don’t think twice, it’s all right

Normal Wednesdays

Howdy Howdy. This week has been a fantastic one. My best friend from High School came down from Prague Monday night and we've taken ourselves a little vacation. One that has been extended and slightly congested (thanks to my bronchitis.)

But, I suppose sickness will catch us all at some point or another, and we'll just have to continue on and make the best of it. Im trying very hard to do that! I don't really have any enlightening words of wisdom or divine inspiration to write about today. Today is mostly a....normal day. I have a physics test Friday that I'm really nervous about. I'm actually typing this post from Physics class right now. My subconscious tells me I'm paying attention. But I know I'm really not. Maybe if I listened I wouldn't be so nervous. Aahhggh.

Well, physics aside, here is a video that my friend and I made yesterday at the shooting range. It was great. enjoy.

Kyle.

Give up 2.0

Well, I think I'm going to sleep now. It was a good run, admittedly. But I lack the enthusiasm that the chase continues to require. Peace and blessings yall. Peace, and blessings.

Goodnight,

Kyle

blog-splanations.

For me...

The absence of perfection is where beauty has the chance to emerge.

in. all. things.

life.love.people.women.the economy.

all things.

I'd have never started a blog, last year, if I didn't need somewhere to vent my imperfections. Music used to be my medium. Since the time I was a little, little, kid. Music was it. Sitting here now, not having a single guitar in my car or apartment, I would disappoint more than one of my old friends. I'd disappoint quite a few, really. But I've got this thing......where I totally don't care. And I never have really. Not at all a rebellious, hair to the wind "ughh omg i jus dont kaur" type of thing. (I have a sister who'd say it exactly like that, scream it really.)

I legitimately don't care about a lot of things. And other's people weirdness's.....definitely fit into that category. I've always been that way. Since birth. It used to make mom reeeeaaalll mad. She hated that I could brush 1000 problems off of my sleeve and smile and not care. (Smiles with a hint of deviance, mind you) always, with deviance. Arguably a bad habit. Very Very Arguably.

If I decided that I was going to end my sparatic talk, I'd end my blog. I end my twitter, and facebook along with it. Facebook may end completely before long anyhow. That's another sparatic story. Much. Another.

You see, this space. this web address. This place. is one of the only I have right now to call solely mine. At the end of the day, if I have lost control in all other places, I have this one. That is just....mine. And I can put whatever I want here. And if I;m the only one who reads it....as is the majority case....I'm happy all the same. A girl i liked a lllloooooooottt told me that same thing about her blog once. I didn't understand it then. I thought the key was to get as many hits as possible. I thought the key was to entertain. I tried so hard for so long to entertain. Woke up one day and found out that I was really only entertaining myself. Definitely was entertaining though. for the record (as if one were being kept) she no longer blogs. Her blog, in its existence shown perfection and delicacy that I had never seen anywhere else in my life. Her everything blew my every mind, and I was cap-cap-captivated. I fell so hard for the light she brought to a room. I found out, that the higher you climb up the fantasy pole, the longer the fall to the reality ground.

.........and i no longer entertain.

It's the good things, that keep my world from falling apart. Like the Ray song I posted earlier. Things that unwind me and keep me bound together all the same....will find their way to my blog. I put my "good" here. My deep, down, loved-that, felt-that, decided-to-stay-alive another-day-because-of-that, stuff.

Music. Good food. Faith in portions. And people.

they'll all find their way here.

-Kyle

good for the heart

This just totally fed my soul. I think it's how I'll spend the next 48. Stay warm. stay young. stay foolish.

The fact that she sings every other tuesday night at the coffee shop down the street doesn't exactly upset me. In fact...im kind of glad for it. The fact that she wrote that song, well...I can't really tell you how that makes me feel. Even though her brown eyes trip every tool's switch, I'd like to think they only glaze when she looks at me. Id like to think....that she only looks my way?

But as life would have it, she looks many ways. She's alert, if anything. And she sings to more than just the coffee shop down the road. She's a traveling beauty with a nowhere road. She's where my subconscious takes me from midnight to 5am. If a dream's the only way I'll ever call her mine....so be it. She's mine in the dream. Roses in my hand Roses in my hand. I guess tonight, i'll fall asleep with a box addressed to your street, roses...in.my.hand.

I went to HS with this lady. Proud to know her. The thoughts above reflect what I felt while listening to her sing this song. Enjoy.

Look up! and schmile.

If we all sought knowledge there'd be a CURE for cancer.
If we all listened as much as we speak, there'd be no national debt.

I've come to a point in my life at which I've realized there's no better substitute for plain and simple joy. You most likely have a bed. On that bed there are most likely two sides. A right and a left. You can wake up on the right. You can wake up on the left. You can wake up smack dab in the middle with your legs flailed and one ass cheek hanging out. That's usually how i end up.

: / But I like it in the middle. And I believe the middle gives us all a fresh start. If you woke up this morning and were unhappy with life in general.....or a particular aspect of life, you decided that. Unhappiness (or happiness) is a choice in the same way, that underwear color is a choice.

One of my all time favorite movies is Office Space. In office space, the main character works a dull, tiresome, and monotonous job. He has a boss he hates (loathes really). and can't seem to keep a woman interested long enough to call her his permanent girlfriend. One day he wakes up and decides that things have to change. And with that decision made.....things begun to change in a grand way. I love the movie, because it's a plot that entails going back to the drawing board on an unhappy life. And deciding that things are going to be different from now on.

Here' s a clip from Office Space. enjoy. and.....if you don't like your day, go back to the drawing board, and change everything.

LOVE YOUR LIFE OR NO ONE ELSE WILL!!