Getting up at seven AM to go hunting for Legos at a flea market was awesome.
Watching half of the second Transformers movie reminds me why I hate Michael Bay and reaffirms any movie remake of something from my childhood as being nothing but a horrible, horrible idea.

*sigh*

Yeah.
I really, really, REALLY just want to punch myself in the face right now.
I could go for one of those weird existential 'Fight Club' moments where I find out Brad Pitt is my alter ego and we fight each other to the death in a skyscraper.

That would make the most logical end to most of this.

I feel like a mix between "Creep" by Radiohead and "Losing My Religion" by REM.

And...music for the soul.
Prayers for the lonely and hopeful.
Regret that life has manifested as it has.

I just want perfection in a broken world.
Is that too much to ask?

I wonder if I will ever have a vision...a large vision for the world again.
When I was a teenager I felt I could do more than I could ever see...that I could touch the world and see some real change.

I'm fighting to ward off bitterness and not feel just consumed with the negative.

Please...please...revive these dry bones.
Revive this soul.
Help me to love and not hate.
Please...please...don't leave me here.
Make me new, renew Your love again.
Teach me to speak and sing anew.
God I need compassion and love in my soul.
I am so dry, so needy...God I am so needy.

I want to go where the streets have no name.
Where religion isn't bound to culture and people are free to breath and to believe.

I want to feel Your heartbeat next to mine
and I just want to get lost here.
Today and tonight.
Whatever may be and be.

Quote of the day:

“Because I remember, I despair. Because I remember, I have the duty to reject despair.”
-Elie Wiesel