Blogging might be, perhaps, one of the only constants I'll ever know in life. I've shy'd away and come back several times throughout the past couple of years. It's been a hella past couple of years. Test upon test and assignment upon assignment. I've come to think that school is the only profession I've really ever known. As it should be?

I suppose we're either professing, or working toward it (through education) for all of our lives. But the reason I'm visiting this blog today, to record my thought (or unleash them, rather) is because I've had a feeling return that I havent felt in a long time.

The presence of an intelligent woman will do wonders for the soul. The problem is that I must not attract intelligent women. Blogging is great because you can look straight past all of the introductory bullshit that has to happen before you really get to know a person. Smart women often conceal their wit when you first meet them. But it doesn't take long to find them out (if you know what to look for.)

I suppose that of all the unattainable images I've fallen for since my adolescence, a smart woman remains the dearest to my heart.

I absolutely crumble and make a fool of myself in their presence. Always have. Always will.

Oh well....they're out there regardless.

I can see it in your eyes: you're angry
Regret got shit on what you're feeling now
Mad cause he ain't like me
O you mad cause nobody ever did it like me
All the care I would take, all the love that we made
Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you
It's a shame you didn't keep it: Alicia, Katia
I know that you gon hear this: I'm the man
Yeah I said it! Bitch I'm the man
Don't you forget it
The way you walk, that's me
The way you talk, that's me
The way you've got your hair up: did you forget that's me?
And the voice in the speaker right now: that's me, that's me
And the voice in your ear: that's me
Can't you see, that I made it? Yeah I made it
First I made you who you are, and then I made it
And you're wasted with your ladies
Yeah I'm the reason that why always getting faded

Take a shot for me(3x)
A shot for me (2x)
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/drake/shot_for_me.html ]
Ok look: I'm honest
Girl I can't lie: I miss you
You and the music were the only things that I commit to
I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you
But you believe in everything but me, girl I don't get you
She says I know you changed, I never see you
Cause you're always busy doing things
I really wish she had a different way of viewing things
I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things
It's such a small place: not much to do but talk and listen
The men are jealous and the women all in competition
And now your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret
And taint all your images of yo "Mr. Perfect"
I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer
Praying for your happiness, hope that you recover
This is one I know you hated when you heard it
And it's worse because you know that I deserve it...

Take a shot for me(3x)
A shot for me (2x)

May your neighbors respect you
Trouble neglect you, angels protect you
And heaven accept you...

Everything that Summer was

My oh my. It's been a few months since I stepped into this pile of shit.

Thus are my thoughts on returning to college for yet another semester. books, lack thereof, lectures, syllabi, dumb people, and knowledge seekers all mean one thing in specific is on the horizon. School.

Even though it IS coming. I will get through it. Partly because I have just been given one of the best Summers imaginable. nights beneath hot stars and days spent listening to the grass die have been interspaced with a wonderful vacation. Although I didnt get to stop working (who EVER will) I got to take a much needed break from school. And a much needed vacation from lonely.

Ive met the best woman Ive ever met. I really dont know another way to describe it.

Summer has been spent between the layers of a day bed. Spent huddled next to the air conditioning unit.

This summer has been unlike any other. And it's been refreshing. I am very happy.

Though I'd love to continue freeloading and never do any homework again, I wont soon have that opportunity. In fact, I'll spend the next 16 weeks fixing what i messed up during the last 16. But It'll be ok. I've got love.

Friends I surely wish i could describe to you every detail of my summer. I wish you could have seen and felt the things I have. you'd be blown away, just as I am. But I cannot write down every detail. i've got dishes to do, laundry to spin, and plants to water. I've got a chore list waiting on my attention. I've got debt collectors calling every land line within 10 miles of me. But Im happy.

So send me mail if you want to get in touch with me.

Like actual mail.

Have a wonderful day,

oh and watch the JM video I posted back in may, man I was on a ROLE!

This one time

a

Soak it in yo

I love the message that begins at 4:00 min.

Why wait

Sometimes, when my bones start burning, and my soul starts bursting, and Edge of Desire concrete's itself on to "repeat"......I just have to break down and blog.

Remember who we used to be? That kid. That kid who wasn't the fastest, the smartest, or the loudest. We were just that kid who made the fast kid's fan club a little bigger. We just fit in. We had a first car.....and parents to tell us where we couldnt drive.

I'm so glad those days happened, but i'm so glad for this day. Im so glad for the current day that I live in. Im so blessed beyond reason. And I take time to realize it so little. I'm feel like my soul is beginning to open up again. To love, reason, new knowledge, learning, and forgetting. Every one is getting married and it makes me feel weird. It doesnt make ME want to get married....it just makes me feel weird. Should I be getting married? Should I have looked across the table by now and said "you're the one?".......I don't think so. Although I'll fight it until the day it bestows itself upon my doorstep....marriage just isn't what I want right now. Or tomorrow. I dont want it then either. I feel however, that the world is slowly pairing up and leaving stragglers, and wise souls alike, in the dust. Slim for the pickens. Or could it be, wise for the wait'ns. here's what I think happens: I think at some point or another, we all settle. We all look up to the sky while holding the hand of our current lover and decide that fairy tales arent real, Taylor Swift shouldnt write any more songs......and we should settle and hold on to what we Do have. Is this a right thing? If this a wrong thing? Should I be stricken because the thought crossed my mind? I hope not. I believe that i exists...the fairy tale. I believe that the stars will align perfectly. She wont be wearing a white veil, but I wouldnt want it that way. She'll be perfect. He'll be perfect. For you. Please, dear friends, I beg you, in lieu and anticipation of heart ache....do not settle. Find the one. Find your perfect love. Find the love you've dreamed about since the days of our first car. Pick up all you have, realize life goes by fast, and love yourself before you have more Yesterdays than Tomorrows. Because the hour is approaching for all of us. Dont live too fast, your future is soon becoming past.

I feel as if I got at least "some" of the lead out.

Hope it's therapeutic....

Kyle

Everything that cannot be said.

For the past three months, things have been different. I was silent. though I have sang nearly every day. My guitar-man's calluses have returned on my left index and ring fingers. They slowly came about as the pen callus on my right hand has faded. I put down every book I own. And I picked up my guitar. And I sang. and I slept. and I sang. and I slept.

......and it has been wonderful.

I took off my backpack, turned off every alarm I own, and woke up happy every day. It's been a bad season for grades. But a wonderful season for soul. I feel again, as if I have learned soo much. So many great things have come from this "time off" as I've come to call it.

I've let my hair grow without cut. It is now appx 4-5 inches long. That's a good 3 months work for me. Considering the usual "high and tight" that I've had for so long. Sometimes when people ask me what I've been up to, I say "you know, just concentrating on making this hair grow."

It's been an interesting yet relaxed ride. January until now. I've met and learned from so many people. From so many different walks of life. Men of love, men of faith, men of the bottle, and women all alike. Each carrying their own insights on what they believe to be the "secrets of life." Yes I realized it's been months since I've written on this blog. It's been months since I've done much of anything, other than play my guitar.

I've done some things right, done more things wrong, and enjoyed most every minute of it within the Spring season. As of today, May 2nd, 2011.....these are some of the greatest word's that I've found.....

We're all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house. Birth 'til death. We travel between the eternities. -Robert Duvall

If ever you feel undecided, follow your heart. And don't think twice, it's alright. -Bob Dylan

I appreciate your reading my words. Stay in love.

Kyle