\\ lover, you should've come over

i stayed up way past my bed time last night, reading dream brother:
a look at tim and jeff buckley's ill-fated lives. and, in particular, how
each lived at a distance from one another, but eventually came to peace
at the end of their lives. what a beautiful thought, i thought as i went to
sleep. or so i thought.
sometimes something as simple as reading a book, can stir up.. i guess,
"fears" or opposed ideas, in which i am left with the feeling of sadness
over what? a premature death, or not accomplishing what i want in this
world, or even to the point that i haven't loved enough. that's a frightening
thing when you are 18 years old; i think anyways. so please, tell your brother
or sister, or grandmother that you love them and take the time to do things
with them, because if nothing else - this world is a variable. and variables change.

but! it's also my birthday in 10 days: i wonder what i will get up to? either music or
nothing, no doubt. looks like it's going to be a music party. i'll have to get on that
when i get back from nanaimo with the counting heartbeats boys.
come and say hello and we'll take about the finite time of human kind.

pip pip churaaah,
aidan knight.