overdose. overdrive.

its been a good week. leaving work at 5, having old friends to catch up with over dinner and drinks every day. strolling down the runway, watching the planes fly by. i went to church, and i stalked amy winehouse as i listened to her voice trail in the background. i read about the norway shootings, life truly is too fragile. do we not need to live our lives on a constant overdrive? an overdose of euphoria? to feel every ounce of emotion and not let it pass us by? its been a week of seeking. musical instrument hunting. i need an outlet of expression. maybe all i need is to write. to lament and whine about my current plight. i need a challenge. i'm finally not excited about work. i havent been excited about much of late. apart from my faraway fantasies of running my own show. of RAW, of project humpty dumpty. who knows, really. maybe i will garner enough investors merely because i am well loved.

i need something new in my life. a new love, a new strife...

Moving Words 2011

Transcendent through the years of labels upon eras,

The boomers, the generation Xs’, the social stigmas.

All dying to be a part of a group that functions

Interdependently, like buzzing bees in blooming gardens

But the Ys’ of our day and age ever so tolerant of change

Authoritarianism and traditions are destined to fade

Swarmed by the need to be who they chose to be

Liberal and all opposing, garnished with the constant desire to flee

To travel far and wide and consume what the world has to offer

Gone are the days where accountability and stability was the anchor

Through the years they’ve morphed from the genYs to the Is

Where the You’s used to come first, way before the I’s.

These days it seems, we’ve been sloshed with self centeredness and greed

It’s become an “I want to, I choose to”, the newly subscribed creed

Can we still strike a balance in this lop sided equation

And still shake a cocktail of self absorbed merry making with traditions?

Maybe the world will be a little more welcoming if there was more love.

To spend more on things that matter than the new kate spade purse.

Embrace the smallest of things and for once, let others come first

Then maybe there’ll be more reason to break this jaded curse.