Jun. 18th, 2003

Melancholy

Jun. 18th, 2003 01:53 am
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I have seen you on the edge of dawn,
Felt you near before you were born,
Balanced your dreams upon the edge of thorns...
But I don't think about you anymore.


-Savatage, "Edge of Thorns"

I don't know why I'm melancholy today. I just am and the above lyrics sum it up perfectly. It's one of the most melancholy songs I know and like. And the band's guitarist died just a few months after releasing it. You can't get much more melancholy than that.

It probably has something to do with the fact that I slept all evening up until work time. I woke up in the middle of the afternoon after having bad nightmares about a friend (who shall remain nameless just to make you all curious,) and couldn't get back to sleep afterward. So I sat around and fiddled with L5R decks and watched stoopid courtroom shows until I got sleepy again and before I knew it another evening was wasted.

Perhaps it's because Lesley's out of town until Sunday. Even though I rarely see her more than twice a week, just having my best friend a block up the street is comforting and makes me feel more like a part of the world instead of the isolated creature I have become. Soon I'll be like the Yeti or Sasquatch: intelligent, gentle, hairy, and rarely seen by a curious world. Unlike the Yeti or Sasquatch, nobody will dress up in costumes of me and run around while friends film grainy footage of them to hoax the world that I exist. Unlike the Yeti or Sasquatch, I will be forgotten. Perhaps I am melancholy because I can go from discussing a beautiful woman to pondering the missing link in the same paragraph and it does not feel strange at all.

Perhaps my melancholy has something to do with the Taco Bell food that I ate. I woke up too late to be able to reach McDonalds and still get to work on time, so the Bell it was. Why is eating at TB such a hit-or-miss proposition? Why on earth am I eating at a restaurant with the initials "TB" anyway? Forgive my crudeness, but I could shit better Taco Bell than what they served me tonight and in a few hours, I probably will.

Perhaps I am melancholy for all of these reasons, perhaps for none. Perhaps it is best I just put it behind me and not think upon it anymore.

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