what a week it's been already, and it's only Tuesday. Yesterday my band and I were at the studio, and the bassist said "I have alternative lyrics for "Driving Low", because your lyrics kinda suck". I was thrown off a bit. I've never been told my writing sucks by anyone other than me. 

Here are the lyrics we were talking about that "suck"

Verse 1
I’ve got my hands tight on the wheel
foot on the accelerator I have a need for speed
I’m driving all night, no destination
in my 1970 LG-1 Corvette

Chorus
I’m at the wheel and I am driving low
with no real place to go
but I’ll still drive on this road
because it’s here that I feel like a king

Verse 2
out cruising I own the night
listening to classic rock radio
it doesn’t get much better than this
my car, my tunes, my road, my paradise.

When I post things, PLEASE be brutally honest with me. I don't want people to tell me that my writing is good when it's not. That way I'm not taken off guard again.  

I've been having some odd dreams lately. I think the moral of my dreams is good things come to those who wait, and people get what they deserve. 

I sleep now... bye

wow... has my life been crazy, and not in a good way. ::sigh:: 

I just keep telling myself that it's going to turn out to be good karma in my end. I have a feeling someone is going to try to take me to court, but, there's no reason for me to lose.

I'm watching Peter Pan. I love this story. Ever since I first heard it as a little girl, I never wanted to grow up. I've always wanted to live in Never Land.  If I were Wendy, I would have stayed with Peter Pan. When I was about 12, I saw the movie Hook. Once again I wished I could go to Never Land and NEVER grow up. Now that I'm an adult watching these movies again, there's nothing I wouldn't give, to be a kid and go to Never Land, where I would never grow up. 

Happy New Year everyone! 

I hope this year is great for everyone. You all deserve it. I started out my first day of the new year in the ER. I've been super sick, and then last night I couldn't stop vomiting.. no, it wasn't due to alcohol. My stomach hurt to much for me to drink. I had 1 mixed drink, and then hours later at midnight I had some champagne.

new years resolutions made
in an effort to look forward 
to a new beginning
when we know
starting over takes more
than just a new calendar
but we pretend anyways
in an effort to have something
worth celebrating
in an effort to have something
to look forward to
so as the clock counts down
to new beginnings that never begin
I propose a toast
to every word we've never spoke
to everything we we've never done
to every change we've never made
to every promise we forgot to keep
 
~Maray