A Song For You
Long-ass layover in Las Vegas:
- The worst sandwich I ever had.
- The Michelob Light made me remember the dark green sectional at Perri Nejib's house the summer after we graduated high school
- I wrote a full chapter of a new book!
- Now playing in the iPod mini: "It's a Long Way to Heaven" by the Partridge Family
- Tag Adams, my single favorite porn star on the planet these days, just walked by. He and I share a birthday, I think. Except, y'know, I was busy trading up on my Junior Driving License when he was busy being born. I dunno,I'm just guessing.
- I lost $10 at slots.
- Ray Charles singing "A Song for You" on the loudspeakers at the airport earlier
That last one. It always did bug me. I was always, like, "That's a Carpenters song, man. Hell, it was a Carpenters album." But tonight it sounded ok. I realized that Ray and Karen are both dead. Both sang an incredibly poignant and pragmatic song in wildly different ways, with wildly different results. Each chose.
The song is haunting and concrete, forthright and ideal: "I love you in a place where there's no space or time", immediately followed with "I love you, for in my life, you are a friend of mine".
My life is firing on all cylinders, up there, down here, moment by moment by lifetime.
Albert Einstein once said, "There are two ways to live: believing that nothing is miraculous, or believing that everything is miraculous."
Guess which camp I'm in.