worse for the wear

[methrowrock]

And life never bothers to stop in its tracks. Instead, it careens on at full speed, burning acrid rubber and leaving broken bits of tyres behind. Common Tests are over. Investiture is over. And now what- which station have we screeched into now? There is an uncountable number of pitstops along this trail, but I was never good at reading diagrams and lines intersecting with circles. Besides, isn't it ever more romantic to bolt past the automated doors and bound happily into sparkling sunsets? Unfortunately, romance and reality run on parallel tracks and all you can do is to greedily plaster your nose close to the windowpanes and stare/glare at the carriage opposite. Maybe somewhere in the future the two paths will converge, but for now, it is time to crank that rusty accelerator and power fullsteam ahead. Hopefully, the wheels won't start coming apart. And I gotta admit that I will miss the 41st more than expected. :/ Seabear songs are the best songs to listen to while recollecting the days of gangsta inclinations, stomach-splitting laughter and being on the mooove~ (if you know what I mean.) What we have left now is what we once were.

Do you remember
What things looked like when you were young
The voice of an old friend
Or the notes to your first song

It's been a while now
Since you asked me to be
Your cat, your dog, your owl, or bumblebee

Lately I've been feeling like the day has come
You'll walk up to me and erase my memory
Can't wait to feel brand new
I cant wait to meet you again,
friend

I think I must have known you
in another life
I think our rocking chairs used to rock together
All night

With pictures of owls, all over the walls
Tiny ships in bottles, they won't sail too far