
I just like the song, really. That and I felt like my LJ had gotten remarkably bland for lack of philosophy, whining, drama, and general emotional outpouring. So....take a moment and pretend that I have a boyfriend who is cheating on me so I just left him.
There, now that's out of the way. The purpose of this whole thing is really because I took a pretty picture of a flower and I wanted to show it to you.
See, a flower. SAY NOTHING ABOUT THE DIRTY DIRTY WINDOW.
Nothing. Shhhhh. Keep thinking about that faux-cheating-beau. I actually think the dirt makes the image more interesting.
Okay fine I'm doing to clean the window (on the inside, you see the problem really is that I can't reach it from outside and do not own a step ladder.)
(Okay the problem might be that I've never once bothered to wash the outside of any of my windows and don't expect the urge will ever suddenly come upon me to do so.)
The poppies in California are orange. Anyone who knows me, is aware that this makes me extraordinarily happy. And they're blooming right now. I stole this from a neighbor. Although I suppose you could technically argue that something like six inches on either side of the sidewalk belong to the city - in which case I stole it from the city of Berkeley.
Because this is an imaginary drama post, maybe I should include some meaningful poetry. You know, to go next to the photo of the flower? Okay here goes:
So you will have to be satisfied
with the little moments
the mornings with coffee already made
the little notes left in your car before work
and the flowers
that wilt to quickly
but linger like perfume in memory
and were always your favorite
There, it was a challenge, but I've successfully written an entire post about absolutely nothing, filled the entire height of the photo, and done something about being extremely restless at 11PM. No I don't know where that poem came from. I think it was about something or for something specific...I don't remember what though. It sure is sappy though isn't it?
(An addition, after preview, to say that LiveJournal's formatting is extremely subpar. Oh well it looked cool in the Rich text formatting window when I wrote it.)