Brad Smith (jesus_h_biscuit) wrote,
Brad Smith
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Alrighty Then...

Yesterday was completely depressing, and I'm trying very hard to shake off that mood for the day. Chances are once we get to Atlanta I'll start feeling better. Something very tragic happened that's indirectly involving our neighbors across the street, a family we're good friends with. I'll post about it in detail tomorrow, possibly. I don't have it in me right now. Let's just say that I was alone when I got the news, and cried so hard that I absolutely had to lie down on the couch for about 20 minutes while the baby slept. Then last night my friends Marla & Rose stopped by, Rose was involved in an incident at work that was really fucked up and they came over here for moral support and consolation. I did the best I could, and I think they were both feeling much better by the time they left. I sent her home with some lavender flowers for a bath to help her relax.

I woke up mysteriously at 6AM, and got a jump start on the day. I already have my list for the Farmer's Market, and will soon be getting in the shower to finish waking up what the coffee didn't. I'm in the process of burning several discs worth of music that is precious to me beyond measure for xtex, and I'm on a mission. If I'm not mistaken, he's never heard Jeff Buckley, Jennifer Nettles, Sugarland, Soul Miner's Daughter, or Angie Aparo. This cannot be allowed! I'm really looking forward to meeting him in person, he seems a lot like me from reading between the lines of his journal. And I mean that in a complimentary way, Justin.

I'm also burning the BBC documentary on Jeff Buckley I have on MPEG, it's a really good glimpse into the extraordinary life he lived. Matter of fact, I'm going to listen to "Grace" while I'm in the shower and sing at the top of my lungs since there's no one here to maim audibly. I'll consider that my first random act of kindness and love for the day.

I have to drop a letter off at Grandmommy & Grandpa's house for Cole, run to the bank, and something else I'm forgetting before we leave town. It'll come to me...

With any luck I will get to sleep in tomorrow morning. While I know that I need the time alone (being that it is rare for me to get time completely alone), my nature is such that as soon as I get something I really want, I no longer want it anymore. I'm not accustomed to it being so quiet here and that's a little unsettling.
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