I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Sunday, December 07, 2003

Cowboys and Cough Syrup

Yeah, so I'm really really sick. My dad gave me whatever flu/cold/feel-like-your-dying-all-the-time thing he had, only I got it worse. I did a bad thing of Friday and still went out w/ ppl when I should have stayed home and slept, but then hindsight is 20/20 and I love these guys so much it's hard to decide that it's a better thing to NOT be hanging out w/ them somewhere. Anyway, yesterday when I was laying on the couch downstairs w/ a 103 fever and drifting in and out of sleep and delirium I realized something. Country music is definitely the best kind. I mean, when your all healthy and junk you listen to whatever and you like all of it, but when you're sick, you want to hear the best music. I thought maybe I was starting to like alternative music better than country, but no way...I've been listening to country for like the last 24 hours and enjoying it. Below, for you amusement, I'm sure, are some quotes from my favorite songs of late.

"All cowboyed up in his hat and jeans...He looked like the kind of man, you can't take home to mama...We were flyin' down the interstate, chasin' those Texas plates...just three Oklahoma girls, wantin' a piece of the Lone Star state..."

"This ain't no thinkin' thing, right brain left brain, it goes a little deeper than that...it's a chemical, physical, emotional devotion"

"Good little girls make some mighty wild women...they've kept her under wrap, she ain't been hangin' out, w/ any ugly actin' boys...hardly ever been kissed, twenty years of innocence...she's waitin' on a gold ring before she tries her wings...i wanna be the man, holding her hand, when she ain't holdin' back anymore...good little girls make some mighty wild women, been savin' it up since the very beginnin', fall in love they wanna take it to the limit..."

Okay, I'm tired now, goodnight
Katie

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