Each person's ears are made up of a different pattern of folds, ridges and caverns, unique grooves and walls.
So I guess each person really does hear differently from the next person.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
my favorite things to fall asleep to and wake up too
fall asleep:
- a carefully selected This American Life episode
- the sun on my face (there is actually a line in the novel Beloved about how the greatest privilage and best feeling in the world is to fall asleep with the sun on your face)
- reading
- my ceiling fan still chopping air on a hot night
- just turning to the wall my bed is up against and having it feel like I am turning into sleep
- stretching in bed while listening to records
-the dark outline of el Cordobes , the most handsome bullfighter in all of Spain whose picture is right above my bed, and the zodiac scarf that i tacked up to the roof
- fading away from music, the slow and natural diminishing my effort to listen
- one happy thought, something that i hope can make for a good dream
waking up:
-slowly moving sun
-the fifth round of my alarm, after i turn it off and decide that waking up might be mandatory
-having to pee a little bit (then going to the bathroom, and running back to bed just to lie down)
-the crackling sound that a record makes when the needle reaches the middle and your turn table has been running all night for you
-some of my favorite letters that were sent to me that are posted next to my bed
-a missed call from a friend
-a smile, right now its just my own so don't get any ideas
- a carefully selected This American Life episode
- the sun on my face (there is actually a line in the novel Beloved about how the greatest privilage and best feeling in the world is to fall asleep with the sun on your face)
- reading
- my ceiling fan still chopping air on a hot night
- just turning to the wall my bed is up against and having it feel like I am turning into sleep
- stretching in bed while listening to records
-the dark outline of el Cordobes , the most handsome bullfighter in all of Spain whose picture is right above my bed, and the zodiac scarf that i tacked up to the roof
- fading away from music, the slow and natural diminishing my effort to listen
- one happy thought, something that i hope can make for a good dream
waking up:
-slowly moving sun
-the fifth round of my alarm, after i turn it off and decide that waking up might be mandatory
-having to pee a little bit (then going to the bathroom, and running back to bed just to lie down)
-the crackling sound that a record makes when the needle reaches the middle and your turn table has been running all night for you
-some of my favorite letters that were sent to me that are posted next to my bed
-a missed call from a friend
-a smile, right now its just my own so don't get any ideas
things i am realizing i love again
-stir fry
-shows about cake
-shoes that look uncomfortable
-the feeling of corduroy (i keep a scrap on me at all times now)
-chewing on toothpicks
-walking
-mental collages
-subtle nuansices on the english language
-the blunt force blow to all things decent that (most) american rap is
- bandannas and handkerchiefs
-the smell and feel of polyester
-walker evan's photos
-the painting "Two Fridas"
-late nights and late starts
-picking which tea i get to drink in the morning
just a quick list
the best thing is i was smiling every time a new good thing came to my mind
-shows about cake
-shoes that look uncomfortable
-the feeling of corduroy (i keep a scrap on me at all times now)
-chewing on toothpicks
-walking
-mental collages
-subtle nuansices on the english language
-the blunt force blow to all things decent that (most) american rap is
- bandannas and handkerchiefs
-the smell and feel of polyester
-walker evan's photos
-the painting "Two Fridas"
-late nights and late starts
-picking which tea i get to drink in the morning
just a quick list
the best thing is i was smiling every time a new good thing came to my mind
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