2005-12-06
4:09 p.m.

Seriously, I really want that cheesesteak sandwich, particularly the one with cheese whiz, not a word of a lie. I plan on eating it and visiting every soul music record store I have to time to get to. I assume Philly will provide me with some vintage soul on vinyl, as this is something I have so little of, but have convinced myself I need. I actually have this great LP by this girl group from the early seventies called Sund@y’s Child. Reminds me of a girl group version of the Jackson 5, but the voices on them are just killer. They do an amazing version of Maybe I’m Am@zed by Wings, and damn it just kills. Can’t believe that song could be that soulful. Kinda hate that song actually, but their version is recipe for a better mood for this Sock.

Brandi has been rather sad these past few days. The weight of her pain is really beginning to wear down her spirit. She is beginning to say things like, “nobody should have to live this way,” or “I just want it to go away, anything than live with it” or even “if I could just sleep for a long time, there isn’t pain when can’t feel.” These types of scary words only come out during moments of extreme emotional duress, but you can just feel these things seething inside. It scares me to death, and I’ve begun checking up on her on occasion, trying not to be too obvious.

Just reminds me how things have changed, I always knew they would but never really wanted to accept that one day the sleeping-would end, and I would actually need…no NEED coffee in the morning. In fact before this, I never really drank the bloody stuff, now I need it to survive. Ah well, at least I am in Philly come this Thursday, traveling is a definite perk, even though two of the four days will be close to 10hrs long.

A-S