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At Least We’re Dreaming

Eve 6

When do we get to the part where I can go home,
Been hiding inside the jungle gym for way too long
Waiting for someone to come along and find me.
Live in an apartment that bums me out
It don’t get better when the lights go out
Waiting for someone to come along and find me.
Swimming through the aisles at the grocery store
I don’t even know what I’m lookin for
Waiting for someone to come along and find me.

At least I’m breathing
At least I’m alive
As long as I’m dreaming
Everything’s gonna be all right.

Down to the corner to call collect
Your mother wants to know are you happy yet
Waiting for someone to come along and find you.
Going out at night looking for distraction
Sleeping through the day there’s no redemption
Waiting for someone to come along and find you.

At least you’re breathing
At least you’re alive
As long as you’re dreaming
Everything’s gonna be all right.

I’m all right, I tell myself twice
In the mirror before I can’t go to sleep at night
I need a lullaby I need some time
I need to get a dime bag from my guy

Well, that’s the fact, at least I am dreaming…

I just re-read my copy of “Understanding Media” by Marshall McLuhan and stumbled upon the Gadget chapter which opened with the discussion about Narcissus. Note: For those who are calling themselves a “media expert” and had not read the book yet, do the world a favor and read it, please? Of course to become a media expert you need more than just one book, right? 1.5 years of formal graduate school sounds reasonable? We’ll talk about it later. Back to topic. I don’t know if this only happened in Indonesia but I know some people who consider themselves as “narcist” / Read more …

Well, I know that I already bored you with my pathetic rants and raves but excuse me, it’s just my condition right now is not as good as it was. Heck, I don’t even think that I ever been this low. Consider that, I was thinking, how could things get worse? Well, it could tho but what the hell, I will get it thru somehow. I remember when I was “trained” back in college (For those who know the word “OS” or “OSPEK”, you know what I mean), I always joked around and said; “Well, this is tough and painful / Read more …

Another week of ‘nothing happening except it just keep getting worse’. That was one hell of a week, a week where nothing went right and end up with I got hit by a bike (Fortunately, I am okay or was it unfortunately? I have no freaking idea.), my ATM card swallowed by the ATM, a couple of rejection letter (I am getting good at being rejected, great) and still wondering what the hell am I doing now. Never been so low before, heck, I never even been this pesimistic. But shit did happened, quite a lot, and I don’t know / Read more …

I want to get back on my feet again. I want to be able wake up in the morning thinking about the next greatest thing I want to do today. I want to breath the fresh air of life. I want to say positive words. I want to look out from my window and see the great future lies ahead. I want to fly high and beyond the reach of stars. I want to stand still against the tornado with high confidence that I will survive. But the fact is I have nothing now. Nothing. I have no life, no / Read more …