Don’t dig too deep

          You’ll get worms in your hair

          Like Medusa and her killing stare

          And her hair made of snakes.

          Everyone takes

          From the cookie jar

          Watch where you stay

          Don’t go too far

          Or stay too close

          That’s the trouble with most

          They stay home.

          Home ain’t a place, it’s a feeling

          It don’t matter where you’re sleeping

          In a bed or under a bridge

          If you sleep you dream

          To dream is to make everything seem

          Like it’s in your favor

          Or maybe not        

          Have a nightmare or smoke some pot

          Make sure your mind don’t rot

          Keep a kind thought

          For every man, woman, child you know

          And don’t mind the soft falling snow.

          That snow is just the world giving you a fresh start

          You’ll feel it in your mind, soul, or heart

          It’ll hit out of the blue like a dart

          You feel brand new with all that white powder

          Too bad there ain’t a single spring flower

          Far as those eyes can see

          There ain’t one flower for you or me.

          Home, home, where are you?

          What can I do?

          And what can I say?

          The idle flowers of April and May

          Oh how softly they do sway.

          Like the corn stalks in fields of green

          But why do folks gotta be so mean?

          Its just a scene

          An act of the play, act three scene four

          And how many more

          Times can the show go on

          It don’t matter who you are or where you’re from

          Hell, whether you’re smart or dumb

          All that matters is you keep going

          You keep on treading the water

          Mind you don’t sink now, you hear?

          The tide is tough, the water deep

          Hold on tight, the climb is steep

          Don’t you go and fall asleep.

          Keep a wary eye on the future

          And don’t forget, your wounds need a suture

          A bandage, better stop the bleeding!

          Otherwise, you gonna keep feeling

          And feeling and bleeding is hurtin’

          Best to quit your chirpin’. 

 i was skating and this helicopter was flying super low, it was kinda disconcerting. 

 New shirts! Been getting stoked on button-up shirts lately, plus sale price was only $15! :D

New reading material! I just got this a few days ago and I'm already halfway through it! Nick Hornby is a great writer!!