Adventures 1

A Song for Milly Michaelson

Well you know I hardly speak
When I do, it's just for you
I haven't said a word in weeks
Cause they've been keepin' me from you

There's a way where there's a will
You know I got no need for stairs
Step out on the window sill
Fall with me into the air

Here we go, hold on tight and don't let go
I won't ever let you fall
I love the night, flying over these city lights
But I love you most of all

And there's something you should know
Girl you should have died that day
and you fell reaching for the rose
but baby I was there to save you

So, here we go, hold on tight and don't let go
I won't ever let you fall
I love the night, flying over these city lights
But I love you most of all

Here we go, hold on tight and don't let go
I won't ever let you fall
I love the night, flying over these city lights
But I love you most of all

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i think there comes a time in peoples lives where they are so far from themselves that they lose themselves in the desperate search to find what they're looking for.

to me; this must be one of those times.

-Dash Snow

i would like to swing dance

and play the blues.

contenment

as i sit here glancing up between paragraphs, while revising a paper, i am happy.

happy to hear the rain drip from the trees and onto the soggy leaves fallen by yesterday's wind.

i am happy knowing that soon my wife will be home to eat dinner with me before work.

i am happy.

i am happy at the thought, not too distant of a dream, that soon my life will be mostly centered around the reading and revising of papers.

paper and pens will be used by the hundreds and all to endorse my happiness. things done by me and for me, for my benefit. what a lovely sound that makes in my mind.

i am happy.

i am happy to be content with my life.

i love it.