This is how I feel most days...

Depeche Mode - Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place
At the wrong time
For the wrong reason
And the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day
Of the wrong week
I used the wrong method
With the wrong technique

Wrong
Wrong

There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix
In the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends
By the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
The wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong eyes
On the wrong prize
The wrong questions with the wrong replies

Wrong
Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page
Of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition
Of the wrong look
With the wrong moon
Every wrong night
With the wrong tune played
Till it sounded right, yeah

Wrong
Wrong

Too long...

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place
At the wrong time
For the wrong reason
And the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day
Of the wrong week
I used the wrong method
With the wrong technique

Wrong

Music...

at one point it was easy to say that I am/was obsessed with Pink Floyd, or Music in General.

Music has always been able to move me to Tears, laughter, joy, etc...

PF was the embodiment of this.

No Matter my mood there was a song or in some cases an entire album that I could play to take me out of that mood or heighten it to epic proportions.

I can play a song by VNV nation and be reminded of an entire feeling... not just the sights and sounds but EVERYTHING about it. as if the past 9 years have never passed.

Music was a strong force in my life... but Ive lost it.

Ive lost the ability to be moved by music like I used to be. now my obession with PF is purely because I know I should be, more over I know I want to be... Obessed with something.

its not just music... everything in my life is losing its flavor... Ive been heart broken for over a year because I feel like ive lost a lover. but it isnt a woman... its music.

was it Karen braking my heart that did it? The Passing of my Grandma? Losing myself? any number of things that have happend in the past few years... for better and/or for worse... I dont know. maybe its apart of losing myself...

I miss enjoying the moving feelings I got from music, the taste of fine foods, the smell and feel of a thunder storm, the scent of a woman, I miss living... I miss Roger Waters Belting out lyrics about insanity and having it make me feel sane.

Panic Disorder

one of the 11 things the Doc SSI sent me too said I had was Panic Disorder...

my Disorders are part of who I am so lets see the example of this.

once a month for being on SSI and having kids I get Food Stamps. once a month I have a rutial of going out at midnight on the first and getting food.

I do this at midnight because I hate people. to many people around and I get panicked.

I just spent 45 minutes in the parking lot of a Krogar 'frozen' because it was the third chain store I went to that was 24 hours a day last month but is closed at 10-12 this month.

a cop tapping on the window with a flash light sent me in a diffrent form of panic. I explained my ordeal and he apolagized for startling me and followed me home to make sure I got here ok.


in other news: Westerville cops rule. he did not hafta escort me home. but he did and not because he was being a dick but because he was concerned and understanding.