{"id":99,"date":"2004-10-23T13:09:09","date_gmt":"2004-10-23T20:09:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/blog\/?p=97"},"modified":"2004-10-23T13:09:09","modified_gmt":"2004-10-23T20:09:09","slug":"the-soundtrack-to-my-life-goes-like","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/2004\/10\/23\/the-soundtrack-to-my-life-goes-like\/","title":{"rendered":"The soundtrack to my life goes like \u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"storycontent\">\n<p><em>Well I hope that I don&rsquo;t fall in love with you<br \/> &lsquo;Cause falling in love just makes me blue,<br \/> Well the music plays and you display<br \/> your heart for me to see,<br \/> I had a beer and now I hear you<br \/> calling out for me<br \/> And I hope that I don&rsquo;t fall in love with you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Well the room is crowded, people everywhere<br \/> And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?<br \/> Well if you sit down with this old clown,<br \/> take that frown and break it,<br \/> Before the evening&rsquo;s gone away,<br \/> I think that we could make it,<br \/> And I hope that I don&rsquo;t fall in love with you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Well the night does funny things inside a man<br \/> These old tom-cat feelings you don&rsquo;t understand,<br \/> Well I turn around to look at you,<br \/> you light a cigarette,<br \/> I wish I had the guts to bum one,<br \/> but we&rsquo;ve never met,<br \/> And I hope that I don&rsquo;t fall in love with you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I can see that you are lonesome just like me,<br \/> and it being late, you&rsquo;d like some some company,<br \/> Well I turn around to look at you,<br \/> and you look back at me,<br \/> The guy you&rsquo;re with has up and split,<br \/> the chair next to you&rsquo;s free,<br \/> And I hope that you don&rsquo;t fall in love with me.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Now it&rsquo;s closing time, the music&rsquo;s fading out<br \/> Last call for drinks, I&rsquo;ll have another stout.<br \/> Well I turn around to look at you,<br \/> you&rsquo;re nowhere to be found,<br \/> I search the place for your lost face,<br \/> guess I&rsquo;ll have another round<br \/> And I think that I just fell in love with you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&ndash;<\/p>\n<p>Connecting with <a href=\"http:\/\/www.officialtomwaits.com\/music\/m_lyrics.htm\">Tom Waits<\/a> now like a brother,<br \/> and just looking for people who understand me;<br \/> sometimes they seem so few.  It&rsquo;s a lot to ask,<br \/> as seldom as I understand myself, but I&rsquo;m tired of<br \/> feeling adrift.  This life has a rudder, which until now<br \/> has been but another ornament.  Do I have the courage<br \/> to allow it to be the instrument I use to guide my life?<\/p>\n<p>I believe in compromise, though I try hard not to be<br \/> compromised by it.  Sometimes everyone can come out ahead,<br \/> but more often life&rsquo;s a matter of give and take,<br \/> the balance between is a razor&rsquo;s edge in a relationship.<br \/> Often I&rsquo;m too willing to give myself away,<br \/> but that always leads to destruction in the end.<\/p>\n<p>Last night I spoke with Emily on the phone, and though<br \/> the conversation could be considered somewhat mundane<br \/> (though we had a good if brief talk on relationships)<br \/> I had something of an &ldquo;oh yeah&rdquo; sort of moment;<br \/> that this is what it felt like to talk to someone<br \/> I identified with, who I understood and who understood me,<br \/> how could relate and who cared.  I won&rsquo;t gush,<br \/> but it was a nice feeling. [thank you]<\/p>\n<p>I&rsquo;m feeling sentimental and easily swayed,<br \/> rocking like a buoy in the breakers,<br \/> waiting to capsize.<\/p>\n<p>One day I&rsquo;ll remember:<br \/> buoys can&rsquo;t capsize.<\/p>\n<p>And then what?<\/p>\n<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well I hope that I don&rsquo;t fall in love with you &lsquo;Cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see, I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me And I hope that I don&rsquo;t fall in love with [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12,14,17],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/99"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=99"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/99\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=99"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=99"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=99"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}