So, this appeared on my Timehop today...
Watching the newest Alan Rickman movie. #immanerd! I'm so excited, I can't stop smiling! #alanlove #greatweek #cbgb— Amanda (@mundanemandaa) November 29, 2013
Alan, 'Coco,' and storytelling.
November 29, 2017
So, this appeared on my Timehop today...
So, this appeared on my Timehop today...
'the' voice.
November 20, 2017.
Originally written in fall of 2013.
i'm what gives her heart life.
it pounds,
it quivers,
it flutters.
she keeps listening for more.
i'm so
versatile
so slow.
she presses play
over and over
again
because she wants it all.
nonstop.
i don't know how i do it,
but it's more than just her
that obsesses for me.
i had difficulties in the past.
they've been overcome
and i'm what he's remembered for.
as sweet as the wine she drinks,
i touch her
so smoothly,
so boldly,
so irresistibly,
it appears as if i'm a guily pleasure.
she'll never stop.
i stop,
but i'm still vocal
in her mind,
in her daydreams,
in her soul.
and when the time comes,
i can't be heard,
i won't give life to what he wants to say,
she'll miss me,
maybe more than she'll miss him.
she won't be the only one
longing for me.
Originally written in fall of 2013.
i'm what gives her heart life.
it pounds,
it quivers,
it flutters.
she keeps listening for more.
i'm so
versatile
so slow.
she presses play
over and over
again
because she wants it all.
nonstop.
i don't know how i do it,
but it's more than just her
that obsesses for me.
i had difficulties in the past.
they've been overcome
and i'm what he's remembered for.
as sweet as the wine she drinks,
i touch her
so smoothly,
so boldly,
so irresistibly,
it appears as if i'm a guily pleasure.
she'll never stop.
i stop,
but i'm still vocal
in her mind,
in her daydreams,
in her soul.
and when the time comes,
i can't be heard,
i won't give life to what he wants to say,
she'll miss me,
maybe more than she'll miss him.
she won't be the only one
longing for me.
The power of a song.
November 6, 2017
Ever since I saw the band Good Old War for the first time as last week's Josh Ritter show, I've been listing to the band's songs nonstop. Specifically, The River is a daily play since Friday:
So, as usual, I left the office past normal hours. As I made my way down 70, there was a massive jam. The online map showed an accident in two spots, actually. I checked my fuel gauge, and it was centimeters away from being at empty. Rather than freaking out, I turned up the volume and listened to the song on repeat.
I sat for what felt like a half hour, waiting to make just an inch of progress. Every time the song ended, I pressed replay. Eventually, brake lights ahead of me faded, and we proceeded down the highway. To avoid any more stopping, I took the immediate exit to reach the closest Shell, which was actually at the exit after.
Only after I started pumping gas did I realize I did not feel any anxiety -- as I usually would have felt in a situation similar to this one. I had a sincere smile and was not pouting the 40 minutes added to my commute home.
Fast-forward to Sunday. On the way home from my radio show, the rain quickly picked up. It went from a drizzle to a downpour in a matter of a minute. My dad texted me and said to pull over until it stopped, but I continued.
Remembering the lack of anxiety I felt on Friday driving down 70 for the second time that weekend, I blared the same song, turned on the car's hazard lights, and slowly made my way down the highway until the rain reached a moderate, more manageable condition.
Again, being controlled and relaxed with a good song kept my anxiety at bay. I pulled into my driveway and alerted my dad I arrived safely.
The power of songs with positive affirmations is so important. I'll always associate The River with these two moments when panic attacks could have occurred but didn't. I wish for you to find comfort in music when you most need it.
Ever since I saw the band Good Old War for the first time as last week's Josh Ritter show, I've been listing to the band's songs nonstop. Specifically, The River is a daily play since Friday:
So, as usual, I left the office past normal hours. As I made my way down 70, there was a massive jam. The online map showed an accident in two spots, actually. I checked my fuel gauge, and it was centimeters away from being at empty. Rather than freaking out, I turned up the volume and listened to the song on repeat.
I sat for what felt like a half hour, waiting to make just an inch of progress. Every time the song ended, I pressed replay. Eventually, brake lights ahead of me faded, and we proceeded down the highway. To avoid any more stopping, I took the immediate exit to reach the closest Shell, which was actually at the exit after.
Only after I started pumping gas did I realize I did not feel any anxiety -- as I usually would have felt in a situation similar to this one. I had a sincere smile and was not pouting the 40 minutes added to my commute home.
Fast-forward to Sunday. On the way home from my radio show, the rain quickly picked up. It went from a drizzle to a downpour in a matter of a minute. My dad texted me and said to pull over until it stopped, but I continued.
Remembering the lack of anxiety I felt on Friday driving down 70 for the second time that weekend, I blared the same song, turned on the car's hazard lights, and slowly made my way down the highway until the rain reached a moderate, more manageable condition.
Again, being controlled and relaxed with a good song kept my anxiety at bay. I pulled into my driveway and alerted my dad I arrived safely.
The power of songs with positive affirmations is so important. I'll always associate The River with these two moments when panic attacks could have occurred but didn't. I wish for you to find comfort in music when you most need it.
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