you, me & everything in between. // you make the city feel like home. // what is there, then, if not us. // so many words, so little time. // every second a moment of painstaking brilliance. // but how far can we really travel without these stars to guide us home? // if only we could write the words, perhaps our hearts would follow. // the elementary truths, contained within a tiny, almost imperceptible vessel called existence
#2: travel, road trips, and skywalking. (FF)
I would like to cover this song one day with a couple of string players or a philharmonic orchestra or some full-blown parisian circus… expert jugglers exchanging bowling pins & wedding vows under some cloud-intoxicated night sky
really. it’s one of the best ever
(elliott - “drive on to me.” from their 2000 album false cathedrals.)
I had an additional post planned for this entry, about the grandeur of airports & the hopes & dreams of common tourists, but tumblr froze up & erased the draft :O tumblr - 2, carlo’s best-laid freewrite friday intentions - 0. I’m sure one day justice will be served. but in the meantime, do enjoy the driving music. :-)
the prompt: http://faithology.tumblr.com/post/14369965413/freewrite-fridaytwo
the original post: http://faithology.tumblr.com/post/13929760973/calling-all-freewriters