What is it about the middle of the night that I always feel inspired to write? I suppose it’s the quiet. The darkness. The solitude. The complete and utter lack of interuption. The only sound is the music from my computer, and you know that shit gets me thinking.

Tonight after dinner we watched Elizabethtown. Man, what a shitty movie with such potential. Two things redeem it for me: the soundtrack (oh my god, the soundtrack) and the ending. If a girl ever did anything half as amazing as that for me, I swear, I don’t think my emotions could handle it. Girls, watch this movie and take notes because here’s one guy you could definitely swoon in a heartbeat with a project like that. The funny thing is I don’t even like Kirsten Dunst. I think she’s somewhat annoying and not a very good actress, but I won’t deny, there were moments in the movie…yeah.

On the way home, after I dropped Stephanie and LC off, I listened to music all the way home like I always do. Because I love driving and listening to music (subtle reference). I am glad that music can be the soundtrack to my life. Here’s a line from Jason Mraz’s “Who Needs Shelter” that stuck with me:

Who needs shelter when the morning’s coming?
Not me, no not anyone.

Hang in there, it might be dark and cold right now, but the morning’s coming soon. It looks like the next couple of weeks might be stressful, but I can’t let them get to me. Besides, I’ll have enough time to relax, but I really must remember to use it wisely.