I love the poem the calf, it had me in a chokehold the first time I read it and I knew that it was going to change my life forever. It made me look at things softer, helped me learn how to stop and smell the roses, and allowed me to appreciate life in all its short brilliance. I never looked at the stars quite the same after that, always felt an extra warmth in my heart (I was never really alone). Pink Floyd lulled me to sleep even on my darkest nights when those comforting stars hid away from my ghastly state. I never knew peace until I experienced them together on a humid summer evening, staring up at the Milky Way in all its glory as Atom Heart Mother poured through the tiny speakers of my earbuds.
It's the closest I'll ever get to touching a star.
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