When Hitomi and I
moved to Round Lake and bought a townhouse, it was the beginning of a long downward
spiral that just seems to keep spinning lower and lower. Every time I think we’ve
hit rock bottom, it turns out I’m wrong, and we sink even further into the
hole. We moved from Round Lake to Cambridge, and I dabbled with being an
artist. I am a dilettante for sure! But my love for art is real, even if my
talent isn’t. When we stupidly left Cambridge, I got rid of all my art
supplies, along with some musical equipment, all of which I wish I had back in
my possession. What was I thinking?!?
Also in
Cambridge, I wrote a few songs, and picked up the trombone again after a long spell
away from it. Even since then, I’ve been inexcusably inconsistent with my
practicing. Lately, I’ve been doing pretty well with the euphonium, but my goal
of practicing 3 hours every day is so hopelessly off schedule, that I will
never catch up. And now I have school to worry about. This term is really
wearing on me. I’m having second, third, and fourth thoughts about continuing
with it at all anywhere.
Current
listening: Ultra-Lounge, Volume 10 – A Bachelor in Paris
Look
© 2001 Brian
Hutzell
Look around
See the town
See the ground
These words mean
nothing
Have no rhythm
Make no sound
Break no hearts
Look!
The sky is falling
But no one cares
No one fears
The end is near
No one looks
They never did
They never will
The sight is
beautiful
At last
So beautiful
Slipping into the
past
At last
I look
And see the sun going
down
To the ground
To the Earth
I have found
“Look”
Brian Hutzell
from Brand New Bouncing Suit
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