Cloudy But Fine

It's hard to describe someone you know so well.

You know how sometimes you don't want to listen to the next song in case it changes how you feel about the one you just listened to?

Or you don't want to put the song you just listened to into words? Nor that book you were asked to review in class when you drew a blank because it wasn't something you wanted to share. Not with words in any case.

Or you don't want to chew gum after you've just eaten because it'll change the taste in your mouth? Though sometimes when you do you don't mind it so much. You didn't last time.

I am expressing a kind of 'not wanting anything to be less clear than it feels right now' emotion. Clearly.

The Birthday Boy

I wanted to give you this postcard because you gave it to me.

To my darling Jay Bird.

There are so many wonderful things about you.

You are marvelous, you are a marvel. You are tremendous, you make me tremble.

With all the things I love about you I could fill cards and books and bookshelves. I could write the words I love you, or I could read the words, you are loved.

You give so much to so many, to me, allthetime.

You are a gift I treasure, Happy Birthday boyfriend mine.

Before the Show

Ooh footy season! jeez, I could weep.

Not really.

I just miss cricket is all.

Gets to be like that with the passing of seasons into other cooler seasons. In temperature I mean.

Ok, you are fast experiencing what happens to my pre-gig brain.

It’s not pretty.

I’ll not subject you to it further.

I’ll be back in finer form on the morrow.

It’s my birthday too so that’s something (else) to celebrate.

Uh oh.

Stop me.

* Sighs *

I’ve gone too far this time.

Tonight might be messy.

Are you still there?

(Say “no”)

Yesterday there was an earthquake and I thought it was the wind.

Not THAT kind of wind.

But I was surprised to hear how many people were scared.

I wasn’t.

I’m not just saying that to sound brave.

I tell people I’m not scared of rats to sound brave.

Truth is I’m scared of moths. They freak the freaken shit out of me.

I don’t even care if they predict rain or earthquakes or tsunamis (do they by the way?)

Oh jeez, I’m sorry.

Hit “delete” now.

Did you?