Tales of a Secret Rockstar
I'm so bored of little gods, while I'm standing on the edge of something large, while I'm standing here so close to You . . .Thursday, July 22, 2004
So lonely.
It was like this crushing weight all day.
What made it unbearable was the boredom. I couldn't go anywhere because of my car. So I got up at 12:30, watched tv for a while, then decided to make breakfast.
At 2:30 I tried to make pancakes. I failed. So I ate Ritz crackers and peanut butter.
Then I mowed the lawn.
I then tried to take my dad's bike to work. It had a flat tire. I walked. I was so happy to go to work.
I swore a lot today.
And no one was home.
But I did learn how to play "Secret Garden" by Bruce Springsteen.
I love that song.
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