I’m just chillin’
You know, pretending like I’ve got nothing better to do other than just staying up late throwing the middle finger at the hand of time. I just need to clear my mind, write a couple words that ease my eyes into a dream. It’s crazy how dreams keep me up just as much as dreams can keep me asleep. I truly am a daydream believe, poetic thinker. As I lose my mind to the clouds, the dreary grey gloom thickens the carbon cycle of my thoughts and aspirations. For some reason, reasons I’ve lost myself in, I can never shake the feeling that there is a place for me in this world. A feeling that there are big things for me that I can’t even imagine. I’m a wondering star in orbit around the Earth, waiting for someone to come along and explain that the Moon shines brighter than the Sun. There are a thousand places I would much rather be right now than where I’ve found myself stuck in. I’m sure I would say that about any place I were to go but I love to lie to myself and say that this isn’t true. My biggest regret in my life is not spending more time with the people who really control the pound of my heart. The ones that motivate me without even trying. The people that I write songs about without even realizing the songs were written about them. The ones who I tell I love them without a hesitant tongue, or a second thought. The ones I consider family despite blood relations. You might be one of these people who has made such an impact on my life, some of you living and some of you dead.
This is me chillin’
Oiling the rusty gears in my brain, reminding myself exactly what love and life really means to me. I can’t believe how fast the golden days fade and the static prevails over the course of letting go and moving on. Here I am, throwing my other middle finger at the other hand of time. Minutes then hours respectively.
Life is just a tangled game we web.
Respectively and retrospectively,
Daniel Ward
