Haze

This is the view from my balcony. Everyday I watch vehicles whiz by to unknown destinations. The traffic lights flicker from green, to yellow, to red. There is something so timeless about this view. It appears things are always happening. The city never sleeps.

Sun Don't Shine No More

The time in the Sun Palace is ending. Due to noise issues from the basement tenants, Sweethart of the Rodeo will be packing up suitcases and yet again moving.

This time we are heading downtown into a high rise wise a balcony and epic city view. I'm stoked for the move, even though it is a massive pain, as it is yet another chance to start anew. It's a time to get rid of some material possessions; minimize and organize. I am also excited to live downtown where everything is a 5 min walk.

The Sun Palace will be missed: The huge yard with mature trees, the 1940's character home with crystal door knobs, the beautiful fire place, and the majestic wood floors. We are making some sacrifices but in the end I think this move will be a positive change.

Bring it.

The Lone Ranger

"Time to live

Time to lie

Time to laugh

Time to die

Takes it easy, baby

Take it as it comes

Don't move too fast

And you want your love to last

Oh, you've been movin' much too fast

Time to walk

Time to run

Time to aim your arrows

At the sun

Takes it easy, baby

Take it as it comes

Don't move too fast

And you want your love to last

Oh, you've been movin' much too fast

Go real slow

You like it more and more

Take it as it comes

Specialize in havin' fun

Takes it easy, baby

Take it as it comes

Don't move too fast

And you want your love to last

Oh, you've been movin' much too fast

Movin' much too fast

Movin' much too fast"

Time seems to move too fast around me. Like sand it just slips out of my hands. I never seem to have enough time to savour those precious moments. People come and go and the good ones never seem to stay very long.

Feeling oddly nostalgic tonight, I was cruising facebook looking at old pictures of some great parties and performances from a few years back. They feel and look like the "good old days", but I know that better times are on the way. Tonight could be a great night. Tonight could become one of those great times that I like to reminisce about.

I believe we should not dwell on the past but reflect. Reflect on the good times, analyze the bad, but not dwell on it so much so that it consumes our lives. We should live in the present. After all tonight could be the night...

Expectations Do Not Equal Reality

Can someone fall back in love again?

I questioned that last night as we drove discussing the meaning

of the statement "he didn't understand the end of The Graduate" from 500 days of Summer.

In the scene just before Zoe and Joe break up, they watch The Graduate in a theatre, and Zoe is balling at the end (the scene when Dustin and Elaine are on the bus) and Joe doesn't understand why she is crying.

He thinks it's because the two characters are meant to be together, that they are tears of joy.

But Zoe understand the end of The Graduate and that's why she is so sad for her.

I feel that I play both the role of Zoe and Joe.

At first I was Joe, thinking that yes, we are meant to be together.

The universe is putting us together. I felt such a strong urge from destiny to spend time with you.

But now I'm Zoe. I know that those feelings were not fake, but they were just all part of a process. That we were not meant to be together. We were just meant to know each other. Be a part of each others lives for this period in time.

So when we discuss The Graduate, and I explain that when Elaine and Dustin get on the bus after he rescues her from her wedding, and they look out the back of the bus window, and Dustin is happy at first and then miserable, and you don't understand why, this makes me think you don't understand me.

You don't get that Dustin didn't even know Elaine. And that like a man, he goes in, steals her away, and then realizes he doesn't even know her or love her.

Technically, The Graduate should have ended with Dustin going back to Mrs Robinson and then the two of them running away together.

Anyways, The graduate is sad because it doesn't end happy. It ends in what I like to call "real life mode". Where your actions, that you think are pure and motivated by love, turn out to be in vain. They end up in pain and confusion.

This is why I love 500 Days of Summer. It is so true to real life. Zoe and Joe were meant to be together for only a short while. Zoe was suppose to help Joe grow and find himself and his eventual soul mate Autumn.

So life is a journey. We are just helping each other along. I'm just helping you find your true self, and the one meant for you.

I've only loved once and I hope to love again.

But I'm not going to force it.

I'm not going to run around searching for love.

It will seek me out.

And I will be so enraptured before I even know what to do with myself.

Before I even know it's love.

So yes, I am not heartless, and no I am not sitting around waiting for Prince Charming

because he will never come.

But I believe in destiny

and I believe I will love again intensely

It's just not with you.

Mainly because you don't understand the end of The Graduate,

you don't understand me.

The City Takes Over

I took this summer slow

real slow

Like listening to Neil Young and The Rolling Stones slow.

Roaming the countryside slow.

I let the sun sink in.

But now, in the matter of one day

my life has begun to accelerate

at warp speed so much that I can't breath.

So much change and it feels

like the city is taking my life over.

Stay Gold!

We walk through dreams

We walk through nightmares

but I run through reality.

I'm on the pursuit of happiness

and I know

Everything that shines isn't always going

to be golden

I'll be fine once I get it through.

I'll be good once I get it.

Photographic Phantasy

Inspiration is key.

I find it in the simplest of things:

nature, a photograph, a tiny musical rift.

It's all fair game.

Inspiration can come from anywhere.

Next step creation

or appropriation.