Here is a new favorite song for me this week.  I am certain that I will listen to it enough in the next day or two that I will grow to hate it like it was sung by The Wiggles.  However, for right now this is the tune (accompanied by the video that I cannot decide if it is perfect or creepy x 10)  that is speaking to me today on the first day of March:

Open ye' mind up to new music!!!



Acts of Man
by Midlake

If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
Let all that run through the fields through the quiet,
Go on with their own, on with their own hidden ways

When all the newness of gold travels far from
Where it had once been born like the earth over years
And when the acts of man cause the ground to break open
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold

If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait

Great are the sounds of all that live
And all that man can hold

Great are the sounds of all that live



Getting blog entries in these days have been difficult.  There have been many reasons for my lack of bloggy related typing.   I am a little out of rhythm lately.  I am feeling restless and unsettled.  Which, to be honest is great.  Most of my life lately has been spent feeling content....and when Johnny feels content he gets as much done as Congress.  When my soul feels uncomfortable it seems to precede something productive happening in my life.  Things have been to quiet lately.  I am in great need of chaos.  I am really glad that Ozymandian is getting back into action this next weekend.  There is nothing better to feed my restless heart than a creative project....

Don't you hate it when everyday feels the exact same?  We get up, we jump through the same hoops, shake the same hands, have the same 10 second conversations with people, and embed our heads on the pillow with the same hope that something will happen the next day to shake things up.  There can be, something comforting with routine...but there is also something very scary about it as well.  We get too comfortable with what we have and we don't take risks because we are content to sit on the sidelines and wait.  I

God, I am happy you have seemed to stop granting me patience.  I am ready for something new.  I don't really care what it is...maybe it is a new sub to try and Jimmy Johns...or maybe it is time for my new tattoo. (yikes...probably not.  I am against pain still)

I am waiting a new door to crack open this week.  Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait.