at the end of it all

Sunrise from West Cliff Drive in Santa Cruz, Ca

do you know how hard it is ... by catklein on Flickr

walk away. exit the building. turn the key. turn the radio up. this song is like a hug. i’ll sing it until i’m hoarse. the ocean waves hello. and again. and again. it’s so dark by the time i get here. but that won’t last forever.

dinner is green and orange and dark green. colors that smell as good as they taste. mind is empty. ish. i wonder what i’ll do before the end of it all? still a few hours to go. maybe less.

strum a bit. i’m glad my guitar is within reach, even if i still only know those same 15 songs. at least a few of them are my own.

wash it all off, the day where little made sense. shampoo it out of my hair too. don’t try too hard to make sense of it. remember the people, not the place. at the end of it all, just be able to sleep soundly, smile about it and leave it there. at the end of it all, is the beginning.

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  1. Posted 30 January 2010 at 4:43 pm | Permalink

    rob knight is a man
    a speck of infinite dust
    budding buddhist koans.

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