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Let’s talk about how much I love the song Cape Canaveral by Conor Oberst. He was Bright Eyes, and I’m not sure when he’s Conor and when he’s Bright (Mr. Eyes?), but who cares!

I think some people would complain that these don’t really make sense, but there are just so many lines and images I love that I’ll forgive the nonsensical-ness.

Like the Freon cold out the hotel door
Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral
You’ve been a daughter to me
Your buried shoe-box grief
I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat
While the waterfall was pouring
Crazy symbols of my destiny

…

And you don’t judge me
That’s not your style
But I won’t see you for a little while
And there’s no worries
Whose got time
All these changes are going to fill your mind

Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove
Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral
It’s been a nightmare to me
Some 1980s grief
Gives me parachute dreams
Like old war movies
While the universe was drawn
Perfect circles form infinity

Saw the stars get smaller
Tiny diamonds in my memory
I know that victory is sweet
Even deep in the cheap seats

Things I have overheard at Borders on a Monday afternoon

-A man yelling “RUG! Like on your floor!” into his cell phone

-A small, well-put-together middle-aged woman freaking out to her friend about some kind of job-related drama

-An Indian guy in scrubs explaining to his dad why he does NOT want to be a surgeon (it’s boring and takes too long). He likes anesthesiology.

-A red-haired mother and her red-haired son discussing the science fair.

-A really obnoxious fifty-something man going on and on to his companion about political and world affairs.

-A girl complaining on her cell phone about how she is too busy to go out with a friend, and said friend’s priorities are off, and this girl’s priorities are on, because she is prioritizing important things.

I am here now.

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