In fourteen months I’ve only smiled once
and I didn’t do it consciously
who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret?
If I’m gonna write a top ten list, it’ll generally be something like Top Ten Lou Reed Lyrics (#1 How do you think it feels, and when do you think it stops?; #2 I thought I was someone else, someone good) or Top Ten British Obscenities (#1 wanker; #2 shite). This time, though, I'm going positive, and listing things that make me happy—ten fucking positive statements—three more than I made during the entire year of 1993...and most of those were either sarcastic or along the lines of “I love fucking with people’s heads”...since, y'know, I’m trying to be more open to the universe...or something...anyway, here goes...
#1 Friends and family—no matter what horrible things I say behind their backs
#2 Dogs—Fargo and Bella, pay attention
#3 Bob Dylan—I offered up my innocence, I got repaid with scorn—me too, Bob, me too
#4 The woods (actual woods—with trees—not to be confused with the Sleater Kinney album of the same name, though that kicks ass, too)
#5 The ocean
-like marijuana, but good for you
#8 Walt Whitman
From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
#9 The Victoria’s Secret Catalog—for the articles
#10 Cate Blanchett—CALL ME
(thanks to http://www.oceanofperspectives.com/ for inspiring this post) (or the nice parts, at least)