  Walks in the park with Rosie have taken over my life. Someone needs to hold an intervention. Tonight I was out for two hours with my new Ben Kweller CD just watching ducks and channeling hate towards seagulls. It wasn't even particularly nice weather. I just wanted to be away, outside, alone. There's something kind of cleansing about sitting still and recognizing your breathing.
I guess this is what meditation is, in a way. I certainly see why people swear but it. I feel so much better afterwards. And it's a hell of a lot healthier than smoking. Speaking of which... I saw Erin on my way home. We were in Keyboarding together last year. The class was really more of a free-form writing class.
We would perform exercises (I would be yelled at for looking at my fingers) for half the class. The other half was devoted to what we wanted to do, so long as we used the keyboard. (I favored the random stream of consciousness approach. ) The best part of the class was the music. Our teacher, Mr. Jackson, was so amazing. I bought my first Stevie Ray Vaugn CD after hearing The Sky is Crying in his classroom. We also listened to obscure things like The Velvet Underground and lots of Dave Matthews. Erin was able to comment on everything.
She had a sense of music and art that was beyond what I'd known then. She could comment on lyrical, musical, and emotional aspects of everything she heard. It was incredibly captivating. It made me want to feel the same love, the same enthusiasm, for music. I wanted to feel songs rather than simply hear them. I don't want to have a role model, because I think you shouldn't mold yourself in the image of someone else. Individuality is what makes our world so beautiful, no matter how cliche that is. I'm a big supported of alternative cultures and lifestyles.
But Erin is definitely a person I'd aspire to be like. She is so charismatic. I really wish I was able to speak so confidently. There is just something becoming of her. Only, tonight she'd been smoking pot and she was driving. I don't care how much experience you have, getting stoned and driving is just stupid . I was really taken aback that she would do something so wreckless.
I know that when I've in such a state I can barely even walk a straight line, let alone drive one. Affectionately... Anna 
