2002-03-02 & 4:01 a.m. : boots of spanish leather
i woke up at 3am after laying down at 7pm for a little nap. i missed my whole god damn night god damn it. but it's ok, i guess. there's something amazing about the quiet at 3am in this town. i can hear the wind fly down the side of the mountain, i can even almost hear the boats in the marina. and then a train comes and smashes everything into beautiful crashing. but i have to say, the greatest thing about this morning's quiet has been listening to 'boots of spanish leather' by dylan and watching the ceiling fan turn circles around itself. |