I like things that make me feel something.
Things that make me feel like I am alive.
And not just the good feelings,
I like to feel all kinds of feelings.
I'm really good at it too.
If I see someone walking down the street that seems less fortunate than I,
I feel the instant need to help.
Honestly.
And when I dont help, it makes me feel sick almost.
Sometimes, when the Joe Cocker version of With a Little Help From My Friends comes on
as the theme song for The Wonder Years, it makes me want to cry.
And every time, I want to cry for a different reason.
Whether its something going on in the show, thinking about my own friends, or just his voice.
One of my favorite things is when I'm listening to a recording, and the artist makes a tiny mistake that I can hear.
It helps me understand that the person on the other end of the speaker is real.
And they have feelings.
Like I have feelings.
And we've felt near the same things, but never exactly the same.
Last night I rode the Salt Lake Express to American Falls, Idaho.
Have you ever been in a strange place at 2:00 in the morning?
It's liberating.
I found a mini box of Nerds and Banana Laffy Taffy (the best kind) under my pillow.
It is, in a way comforting to know that if I get hungry, or even just want a snack in the middle of the night, I have one waiting under my head.
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- The Sherwoods
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- Thursday, November 10, 2011
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