She’s growing up.
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I live in your ghost. You’re ghost lives in me now. I live in your ghost. You live in the host ever after. —
Denison Witmer, I Live In Your Ghost.
Of his newest record, this song reminds me of how small my most crippling problems are. “The Host” - how beyond my comprehension.
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“You go and I’ll stay. Why would I put clothes on to see some guy you like more than me? But you should go and I’ll be ok. I promised myself I’d finally start that book I’ve been meaning to read about the French Revolution.
You go and I’ll stay. Why would I leave the house to go see some guy who sings better than me? And you come home to me smelling like booze, humming his tunes. I’m rolling over and it’s lights out for this lightweight.”
This.
Never love a wild thing…. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up…. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky. — Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
I’m not big on talking anything I do up, but we are sounding really really good for this show.Practice!
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Another Earth.
What if?