today was a day just like any other,

It is so crazy how smells, locations, clothes and especially music can mark distinct times in your life. It is even more unbelievable how fast those times go by, almost five years ago I met this boy and forced him to put this song on his 'Myspace', a portal to this little social box most kids lived in outside of School, Sports, Family and Weekend Activities, but most important, a portal to where individuals expressed themselves. I distinctively remember the dozens of times it would play out of my computer speakers when I visited his profile, I am dying inside of how funny that is. If your curious to know what song he forced me to put on my 'Myspace', ask him yourself: @theantmanafest

I'm Ready - Jacks Mannequin  - Listen Here.

I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge Unraveling with every word
With every word you say, make me believe That I won't feel your tires on the street
As I'm finding the words... you're getting away I come undone, oh yes, I do
Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you And every word you say, say something sweet
Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth As I'm finding the words... you're getting away

Well I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop, Keep pushing
I'm ready to fall, oh, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't call, I'm ready so don't call

I am aware, I've been misled I disconnect my heart, my head
Don't wanna recognize when things go bad The things that you'll accept
Except that I am finding the words... to say I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm ready I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop

I wake up to find it's another Four aspirin morning, and I dive in
I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday. When did society decide that we had to change
And wash a tee shirt after every individual use: If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it.
I take the stairs to the car And there's fog on the windows.
(And I'm Fighting the words...)
I need caffeine in my blood stream, I take caffeine in the blood stream.
I grip the wheel and all at once I realize:
(And you're getting away...)
My life has become a boring pop song And everyone's singing along.


Just out of curiosity I looked up the song online to hear it and see how It felt. If not the same, it felt better.