first we take manhattan.

i watched a leonhard cohen dvd today, this girl i like told me that she thought it was boring, but i liked it. i like it a lot, my dad told me about leonard cohen, and when i first heard jeff buckley's version of hallelujah, i had no idea it was originally a leonard cohen song. he had a good way of saying things, he could find hypnotic ways to say simple things..thats what i think anyway, i think a lot more about leonard cohen, but i'm going to keep it to myself. at this point in my life, this very small portion of my life, this very consequential time...there are only two ways to think of it, pleasantly indifferent with a good attitude, or i could just stop where the barricades are placed...but what's the fun in that. I should just move to chicago and spend my life savings on a hotel room suite along the lake in the winter time, i would ask you to come and tell you that i expect nothing, but any boy who expects nothing is always half lying, like someone who tells you that you can do anything you put your mind to. i'm growing tired of thinking so much, so i'm going to fall asleep, and ask my wife to wake me when it's all figured out, and then i'll just stand beside who ever makes my bed in the morning, complacency is a virtue to charish after your eyes open wide enough.