Saturday, September 20, 2003

girl from the north country

im sitting around tonight, after packing up three or four boxes of books from my room, dinking coffee, listening to some music and sitting on the porch. fairly typical, aside from the packing. there hasn't been anyone here in the house for about four or five hours save for me. the band plays on though, like always. there always seems to be music pouring out of our house. i don't plan on that changing for the next couple of weeks. the rooms get less and less full of things, but they are just getting filled up more and more with measures, time, arrangements, guitars, voice and harps. right now the wood floors and the bare walls are being graced with the presence of the one and oly freewheeling bob dylan.

like bob, bob dylan



its a hard rain gonna fall --->

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