Monday, October 28, 2013

Wes Montgomery's "No Blues"

When I am sitting by an open window, a little stoned, a little drunk on red wine, smoking a cigarette and listening to jazz on the local public airwaves, I realize my life is not so different from the one I used to dream about having when I was a teen reading Beat poets with hopes to live in that really cool city, New York, someday. Despite what I sometimes think, there are moments, such as this current one, in which I realize I didn't miss the mark that far (if at all), that it's just about allowing these moments, tuning out all the distractions we constantly find for ourselves, and living the dream.

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