Minor chords

I don't really understand what I'm going through right now.

I am unusually pleased with myself but not pleased with my life.

I am a transcendental spirit in a sociological cocoon.

I can procrastinate all day long and hate myself for it, but at the end of the day, I feel good about caring for myself.

The last several days, I've chosen to listen to music rather than talk to friends. I think I'm embarrassed that I have nothing to say.

I feel like I've lost several friends since I've lived here... and as a sociologist, I must recognize myself as the single underlying variable in all cases.

I haven't spoken with Colin in like two weeks. Frowny face.

I am attracted to myself right now...and yes, I mean in the physical sense. Vanity is a new experience, but I see you looking at me.

I must rectify the fact that I think I hate teaching, but I love building relationships with good students.

Matt, Sophie and I took naps in the living room this afternoon. It was strangely comforting.

My little brother is awesome, and I miss him. I bought him a CD today because he's got straight A's. He's yet to disappoint me, and I worry about the day that he does. He won't deserve it.

I was chilled to the bone tonight on my walk home. October filled me, and the album A Certain Feeling by Bodies of Water harmonized with the season and my body. Together, they are the minor chord that plays the sound of my life.

-Mike