World of Mixed Reviews

The time’s coming when I’m gonna have to go.
What do I do when you’re not here?
So close I can touch, reach my hand out to your heart
Yet so far I can only dream of the rush

Our lips brush and I let myself go for a moment

Then reality sets in and I reel back in

Ask if you’ll leave and u say ‘no sir’
Say you will be even closer
-Oh babe, u r the child of absolutes
I call your name and you answer
All these regrets still got the last word
-Living in a world of mixed reviews

Just stay here, wrapped up in each other’s arms
Sick of these labels, baby just let go
Runaway from this haven for senseless words
To our own heaven of spoken truths

But tell me if this is the truth, no lies

I’ll do the same, but you won’t let me

Ask if you’ll leave and u say ‘no sir’
Say you will be even closer
-Oh babe, u r the child of absolutes
I call your name and you answer
All these regrets still got the last word
-Living in a world of mixed reviews

Would you follow me?
Would you follow if I asked?
Need you here in this moment
Gotta make this feeling last

Should I want this?

Or should I let go?

Ask if you’ll leave and u say ‘no sir’
Say you will be even closer
-Oh babe, u r the child of absolutes
I call your name and you answer
All these regrets still got the last word
-Living in a world of mixed reviews
--Living in this world of mixed reviews
---Living in our world of mixed reviews

Around the World

I've been sitting here thinking about the realness of life. Yeah, that sounds weird, but I’m sure you have done that a lot before. Even if you don’t recall doing so at first glance.  Definitely not like the Matrix stuff though, this is more of a ‘what the heck am I doing with my life?’ sort of contemplation.  So many dreams, so much I want to do, so many places I want to go.  Yet, I’ve gotten so caught up in my life that those dreams seem to be turning to dust. 

One more time, that is all I want. One chance to go back and get my life on track, too much to ask for? I don’t think so… but I guess that it still isn’t too late to set my story straight.  I have this hunger, this burning passion to just skip out on this Podunk little town and go somewhere.  When I say ‘go somewhere’ I’m sure most people are going to think about the big flashy lights of NYC, or the allure of London, maybe even Paris or Rio. Yesss, yes I definitely want to go there, but this hunger is bigger than that. I’m not sure what to make of it, but I have this sensation, like a little poke in the back of my mind that is constantly drawing me to the most ridiculous, crazy, wild places on this planet.

Vanuatu, ever heard of it? It’s just this small island in the south-western pacific. A bit off the coast of New Zealand. Not all that rich, nothing extravagant. So, if you wanted a nice place for a vacation, this would not be it. Go look at Fiji or Singapore. Yet I still want to go there. Be there. Live there. Yeah, the saltwater crocs are a bit of a danger, as well as just about every other sea creature, aka the lion fish, stone mollusk, deadly conefish, and who knows how many lethal jellies there are.  But I don’t know.

 I feel like I want to go teach English. Not like as a teach here in the States, but go out to the far corners. Maybe that is why I have this burn for Vanuatu, because that is what fate has for me. Maybe this is what the big man upstairs has planned. Go out to V-2 and teach some of the locals (some who happen to be head-hunters) some English. Maybe, just maybe.