I like coffee
oh, and John Mayer
“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for [us] than [we] got. But…my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Anchor.
It’s like I’m in a free fall, we fall, faster through the air
and if I thought that you’d believe me maybe then I’d start to care
about the dirty looks and song hooks stuck inside my head
the ones that always try to catch me but I’m just too far ahead
And then they try to grab my throat and try to squeeze it tight
to stop me from my ramblings that keep us up all night
but even if I can’t speak I’m sure to write them down
cause poetry won’t lie to me and that’s about all I’ve found
as I’m falling, I’m falling down
as I’m falling, I’m falling down
down
Down into something that I haven’t ever seen yet
Complicated compromises rushing through, I’m brain dead
Trying to walk, talk, and shock people I’ve never met
Judging me, I’m judging you, and I just can’t take this bet
As I’m falling, I’m falling down
as I’m falling, I’m falling down
and it’s been so many days
that I still haven’t seen the, still haven’t touched the ground
Ground you, I’ll ground me, I just need
Something solid that won’t ever get away from me
cause when I tumble I need an anchor need a sound
something to hold me, grab my hand, and help me off the ground
A chain, a rope, a line, anything, a hand to hold
a soft voice, a harsh truth, a jacket so I won’t be so damn cold
I don’t want to be so damn old
but watch me as I’m
Falling, I’m falling down
just falling, oh I’m falling down
and when my feet finally touch the ground
maybe I’ll find that anchor, maybe I’ll finally find that sound
