Just a thought

I want to quit my job and be a farmer.

I'm new in town

I was never able to keep a diary, as I knew the point was to open up about my innermost thoughts. I couldn't be honest, even with myself. So fearful that someone else would read what I've written. Fearful of what was in my own head. Dreams, desires, how dare I?

So what makes me think this is for me? This blogging...

The Many Times

favorite song of the day: the many times by esthero feat. miguel

I sing to myself
Center myself
Get into myself
Over and over again
Sweet melodies on repeat
I tend to myself if need be

When I feel lonely
The many, the many, the many
Times I feel lonely

Imagine myself
Imagine your help
Imagine the movement of you
Over and over again
Sweet melodies on repeat
I tend to myself if need be

I can't help it it's just the thought of you
In my arms and in my bedroom
I can't help it it's just the thought of you
Come, come to me right now

You're making me melt
Like I've never felt
I'm kind of compelled yes
Over and over again
Sweet harmonies are just what I need to complete this song
It's been so long

It's good to know I'm not the only one that knows what I like

I love this song and I've listened to it a million times over and over again. I never tire of it. I know all the words, I sing along. But I've only realized just now that the song is as sad as it is hot. It's obviously about self pleasure (I tend to myself, if need be), but it's also about neglect (the many, the many, the many times I feel lonely). Or maybe it's just me, I can't help it it's just the thought of you.