Over and over I keep listening to the Andrew Bird song "Lull." The lyrics are
Being alone
It can be quite romantic
Like Jacques Cousteau
Underneath the atlantic
A fantastic voyage
To parts unknown
Going to depths where the suns never shown
And I fasinate myself
When I'm alone
So I go a little overboard
But hang onto the hull
While I'm airbrushing fantasy art on my life
That's really kinda dull
Oh, I'm in a lull
I'm all for moderation
But somtimes it seems
Moderation itself can be kind of extreme
So I join the congregation
Join the softball team
I went in for my conformation
Where incense looks like steam
I start conjugating proverbs
Where there once were nouns
This whole damn rhyme scheme's
Starting to get me down...
Oh, I'm in a lull
I'm in a lull
I'm rambling on rather self consciously
While I'm stirring these condements into my tea
And I'm so lame
I bet I think this song is about me
Don't I, don't I, don't I
I'm in a lull
Sorry, I know lyrics are sort of a tedious thing to read, but I highlighted the ones that caught my attention. I certainly feel like I'm in a bit of a lull these days, but I know better than to pity myself because come tomorrow I might be over it. It's just one of those self conscious periods that I think we all go through. I also think I learn the most about myself in these times. Lulls sort of put my life in perspective. I feel like I can see myself going through the same motions that I usually do when I have no goals or direction. I tend to think I can take on a lot of projects because it gives me a false sense of control and purpose. I also tend to put myself down, sort of like I talked about in my last post, so that's got to stop. Okay, and I'm also really scattered like now...I have to run, bye!
