I'm writing this as I unwind from a blur of a weekend. Party, work, tragedy, romance, revelations, haircut... a microcosmic lifetime was lived by me over the last four days. The mellow, pleasantly simplistic subject matter of the latest pirated U2 album - currently a track titled "Sometimes You Can't Make it on Your Own" is playing gently through the speakers on my computer. I'm tired and anxious... hurrying up to wait for nothing to happen.
I like this new U2 album. I wish I was listening to it on a crisp night on the beach with a bottle of domestic beer in one hand and a cute girl's hand in the other. We'd be wrapped in a blanket in front of a small fire with five or six friends. That would be so perfect.
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