Sometimes, you just have to sit back and think about your current situation. This past week, I had two friends leave the Kalamazoo for new endeavours. Gaining on the cusp of my late twenties, things are starting to get very nostalgic around here. Shit that feels like it happened last week turns out to be two years ago. I go to harveys now and don’t even know the waitress. What kind of shit is this? Then I walk around the corner and I see this:
I lived in an apartment that used to stand in this dirt pile. Rachel and I would frequent harveys a couple times a week before it was cool. Back when Pabst was on special for $1.75 then it was changed to Old Style, then back to Pabst. Then tonight, by the way of a certain article, I came across this video. It reminds me of this exact time of year two years ago. In this apartment. It made me want to run to my acoustic guitar and start playing it. I was never a huge fan of hot water music. I mean, they were (are) good, but nothing that ever hit like chuck’s solo shit did.
Again, I feel like I am spinning the wheels creatively. Its time to step it up. Banks or no banks. I have to get this tree out of the way first.
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