Time Travelled — over 9 years

Well ... did it get better by 2020?

Nov 17, 2010 Jun 04, 2020

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, I hope you made it this far. Did you ever go on tour? I'd like to think that Future Me is known around the world. I hope the lyrics I've been writing made you famous. They are pretty freaking amazing If I do say so myself lol. Well Right now I'm pretty upset. I'm sure it can't stay bad forever but I also know that life is no fairy tale. I Like to dream tho. This is the song you are listening to right now. Its Bowl Of Oranges by Bright Eyes. The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming, so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open. Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been. So I dressed myself and left them, out into the gray streets. But everything seemed different and completely new to me. The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body. And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet. And I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said "there is nothing that I can do for you that you can't do for yourself." He said "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help." So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt. He said, "I think I'm cured. In fact, I'm sure. Thank you stranger, for your therapeutic smile." So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself, it's best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or a simple song of hope. And that's why I'm singing, "Baby, don't worry, cause now I got you back. And every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass, and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve, of Love's uneven remainder, our lives are fractions of a whole." But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall. Then I think we would see the beauty then. We would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges, like a story told by the fault lines and the soil. I'm doing my best to make the future brighter I really hope it all works out ... but if it doesn't there is always the easy way out. with love, Past Me

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