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Deserted Island

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Sometimes I think I should just stop interacting with other human beings. Like it should be illegal, just for me. I don't think I'm very good at it, and often times these interactions -- especially when they involve alcohol, pseudo-boyfriends, and gay bars -- end very badly.

In case you hadn't guessed, I'm sort of still reeling form a good-night-gone-bad. I'm embarassed, hurt, and all sort of other pleasant emotions here in the harsh light of day.

It's times like this that I just have to turn to the Ben Taylor Band:

I'm an island
Everyone can see that I'm an island
I've got ocean just about
Everywhere that I can see

So I'll be stranded unless you come to me
And I'm lonely

I would rather fall from grace completely,
than let you change my mind
I would rather bet my life against the rising of the sun.

Can't be too careful
About the friends you keep around you
Some won't ever let you down
Some who'll fail you every day

And it's a blatant disrespect of privacy
It enrages me

But I would rather fall from grace completely,
than let you change my mind
I would rather bet my life against the rising of the sun.

I'm an island
Can't you understand me I'm an Island
And I'm finally by myself
The way I've got to be

Now that's exactly the thing that's been killing me

I would rather fall from grace completely
than let you change my mind
And I would rather bet my life against the rising of the sun
I would rather bet my life against the rising of the sun

Posted by Patrick on 02/27/05 at 11:39 AM
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Feb
27
Sun

One thing I've noticed about you as I've read your blog is that you are very, very hard on yourself! You need a massage! :)

Posted by Richard on 02/27/05 at 3:18 PM


Feb
27
Sun

So, revel in that solitude, because it's not always there when you need it. Sounds flip, I know, but that's the great thing about the relative anonymity of blogs—they allow you to speak to yourself and the rest of the world all at once, and solitude and self-deprecation are bound to be part of it. I question the eternally happy and self-satisfied.

Keep writing, and if you don't mind, I'll keep reading.

Posted by Tys on 02/27/05 at 5:00 PM



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