I fell asleep listening to The Smashing Pumpkins Adore, the album that was pretty much the beginning of the end for them. The song “Crestfallen” played and it sparked a conversation I had with an old friend, who will remain nameless. Isn’t it strange how two people can go from inseparable partners in crime to complete and utter strangers? Most of all, isn’t it strange that I would be missing her when I was the one who put the rift between us in motion?
It doesn’t matter. I’m only thinking about all this because of a song by a band who reached its peak sometime ago.
Other than thinking about the past – and I’m a pro about thinking about the past – I finished reading Darkness on the Edge of Town by Brian Keene. It was the second book by the author that I’ve read – the first being, Dead Sea. Took me a few days, but it was still well worth it. Keene has the power to make me second guess my stance on the contemporary horror genre. He’s a king in his own right. Perhaps, soon, he will surpass the almighty king of contemporary horror of this day – Stephen King.
Thinking of starting Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane – no, I haven’t seen the movie yet and yes, the movie did inspire me to give the book a try. But I don’t know. I have a ton of books that I still need to read. And another one on its way to a store I ordered it from. Kudos for me.
What’s done is done, right? Whatever was lost cannot be reclaimed. And if it is, it can never go back to what it was before. It’s something I keep telling myself, but I can’t grasp it. I don’t handle change well. Then again, I don’t handle a lot of things well.
Chapin City Blues 