2.22.2013

Waste Land

You know those moments that strike a chord in you? When everything becomes still for a small moment, and as you look around, you see everything that is happening around you and it all starts to move in slow motion, as if the moment understands and allows you to soak everything in you can.

That happened tonight. It involved a living room, a record player, and the people I love so dearly. Baba O'Riley blared through the speakers of my little Crosley as we all swayed and danced and sung. Air guitars were shredding, happy circles were spun, and words echoed off our vocal cords as we sang in perfect, blissful unison.


These are the moments I live for.

The exodus is here, 
the happy ones are here.
Let's get together, 
before we get much older. 

Teenage wasteland. It's only teenage wasteland. 


* Baba O'Riley - The Who

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