Wilco, Missoula, 2012

Tonight, we rock

Today's forecast: 84 degrees, cloud-free, and melody-filled.

So excited to see Wilco in concert tonight out at the Big Sky Brewing Amphitheater.

Here's a song to get you excited. I've posted the lyrics below so you can sing along with the video or you can print them out and put 'em by your desk or other creative space for inspiration.

If you feel like singing a song
And you want other people to sing along
Just sing what you feel
Don't let anyone say it's wrong

And if you're trying to paint a picture
But you're not sure which colors belong
Just paint what you see
Don't let anyone say it's wrong

And if you're strung out like a kite
Or stung awake in the night
It's alright to be frightened

When there's a light (what light)
There's a light (one light)
There's a light (white light)
Inside of you

If you think you might need somebody
To pick you up when you drag
Don't lose sight of yourself
Don't let anyone change your bag

And if the whole world's singing your songs
And all of your paintings have been hung
Just remember what was yours
Is everyone's from now on

And that's not wrong or right
But you can struggle with it all you like
You'll only get uptight

Because there's a light (what light)
There's a light (one light)
There's a light (white light)
There's a light (what light)
There's a light (one light)
There's a light (white light)
There's a light (what light)
There's a light (one light)
There's a light (white light)
There's a light (what light)
There's a light (one light)
There's a light (white light)
Inside of you

Friend :: Flotation Device

Aren't friends life savers? I met with one of my dearest this morning for "coffee" (actually we both opted for a refreshing Diet Coke) and we compared notes on our summers. Mine's felt random and discombobulated so far and I'm feeling some strange things lately: attention-deficit, disorganized, forgetful, generally unenthusiastic, and always tripping through my days only to discover each evening that I haven't accomplished much of the stuff I'd hoped I would.  Imagine my surprise to find that she's feeling the same things! We compared notes, blamed hormones, and both felt better when we left (there's nothing as satisfying as knowing your not alone).

After we parted my day returned to my new normal – disorganized (a quick errand turned into a fiasco), I forgot to get some key items at the grocery store, my brain feels fuzzy, and now it's after 5 p.m. and I have barely a thing to show for my day. But now I can just think of my girlfriend across town and know that she's probably having that kind of day too and I feel a little better, or at least I smile with one side of my mouth. And hopefully, if things aren't going so great at her house either, she'll find a little solace in thinking of me.