Ponytail

I'm at home sick today and I have to say I'm thankful. I am legitimately sick but I needed a day to just breathe. I've been feeling empty lately. It's a hard feeling to describe but that's what I call it. I didn't want to do anything, I didn't really have any emotions other than confusion, and I just felt stranded but that's what today should cure.
I wasn't going to go on the computer today but I needed to listen to some Panda Bear and I thought I should update my blog. Those were the only things I wanted to do. At all. Now that I'm doing both I think I'm getting back to normal but there's still a lot of empty space. There must be want swimming around in that empty space somewhere. I just need to try extra hard to find it today. This blog post is not what it normally would be but instead the act of me reaching inside of myself trying to find something in all that nothing. With eyes closed, I try and search but it is just so hard. What is there? A pit, I see glimmers of lights and colours but otherwise it is a blackhole and we know that eventually that blackhole will suck in the light and the colour.
Good bye, Happy. Goodbye, Sad.
Quote of the day (not going to be regular but who cares):  "Music owes nothing to nobody. WE owe music everything"- Youtube user
Song of the day (and explanation for the title): Ponytail by Panda Bear
Am I back in my blogging groove?

Miss me? Didn't think so.

Obviously, it's been awhile since I last posted. Not that much has happened. I've been to New York and I'm learning the first song that I actually enjoy on guitar. That's about it.
Did limewire still exist last time I posted? I miss it. So much. Limewire wasn't really taking money out of the music business. People would pay to see more live shows instead.
Here's what I'm thinking now:
What is a letter? It's a shape but it's so much more. It's weird. I wrote most of this an hour ago so, I'm not in the same place as where I started.
I'm listening to AnCo interviews... I love them so much. They're really good. In case you're not aware of what AnCo means, it's Animal Collective.
Well, I didn't have much to say but I need something just to get me in the groove.

Just a poem I wrote, I haven't named it yet

Touch up your makeup,
Make up your cover up,
Slip into that pick up,
And together,
Shoot up