27 April 2009
Between me and me
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The other night someone typed a sentence into an online window and hit enter. The line hit home.
‘I make up these conversations in my head…’ He may have said dialogues instead of conversations, I can’t remember now…
Different contexts around what he meant and what it meant to me but still home-hitting. Little does it matter where a line comes from if it finds this unlabeled room inside your head without any sort of guidance and settles there as though it had found its home.
I identified with those words immediately, realizing I’d done that myself on several occasions… made up conversations… split myself into two roles to tell a story the way it felt right to me… to practice… to rehearse the future, revisit the past wite-out on hand… off a stage and in front of a camera - making editing a possibility.
Most of what comes to me infused with nostalgia, melancholy or a longing for an intangible or unattainable something doesn’t really revolve around anything or anyone in particular.
I’ve come to realize most of it is between me and me.
Black Thumbnails - Kings of Leon
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