Crumpled Notebook

Why John Mayer is my hero

Seriously, this guy is awesome. I mean, who cares about his relationship with Jennifer Anniston and how/why they broke up or if he cheated. But this video here just says it all. When it’s over, it’s over. Why waste anyone’s time. Truer words never spoken…haha!

John Mayer Video

Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach
Give me your heart for the once forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see

Here is the song that goes with it. It’s by Brandon Heath. This is just a random YouTube Video. The song isn’t really about 9/11, it’s just a tribute video.

This is probably the best song in Christian music I’ve heard in years. It’s by Sanctus Real.

Headed out on my trip today. I nearly missed my flight because the shuttle driver at the parking lot I parked at was way late. Slept a little on the plane. The place I’m staying tonight is kinda weird. It’s actually a normal/nice-ish room, nice staff, but looks a little crazy on the outside. It probably isn’t that bad, but it’s raining tonight and it’s kinda out of the city. When I pulled in, I had a flash back to the motel I stayed out on my drive to California when I moved. The first night I didn’t have a reservation anywhere, and pulled into some place late, didn’t pay much attention, but it was spooky. This place, pulling in, looked just like it. Deja Vu.

Tonight I’m staying in Brookfield or nearby. Somewhere near a zoo. The people I’ve encountered so far, which isn’t much, are kinda weird. Burger King and airport people were just rude and rushed, even at times when there is nothing else going on. The motel lady though was cool. She could be from Kentucky.

Anyway, tomorrow I’m off to the White Sox game.

I’ve been listening to this song non-stop for the past few days. The song is “Lights of Louisville” by The Muckrakers. The link is to their Myspace and the song is in their player. You should definitely check it out. As a side note, before I get into this post, you should also listen to “Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters.” It may be in the player too.

So, “Lights of Louisville.” Well, Louisville isn’t exactly my favorite place in KY, but the song is great. Something about a song about Kentucky always gets me, but check out this part of it.

I gotta get out. Wanna get out. Won’t you help me get out? Gotta get out.

And you lose yourself, find who you are.
And you fight to breath. It shouldn’t be so hard.
And you lose yourself, when you’re all alone.
Let the lights of Louisville carry you home. Let the lights of Louisville carry you home.

I just like it. Don’t we all have our own “lights of Louisville” that take us home? I’m not sure what mine is. Lately it’s been the lights of Nashville as I’m flying back home. Or maybe the 90-Bypass, depending on if I’m heading to Monticello or Granny’s. But you know, as someone who has been away from “home” for over four years now I find it increasingly easy to lose yourself. I don’t think its a bad thing though. I’m not going to speculate what this song is about, but the part “when you lose yourself, find you who are” is true for me. I think I had to let go of myself, and get lost, to really find who I out who I am. It’s hard sometimes being out here all alone (alone as in, away from family and people I grew up with), but I can safely say that without this part of my life, I wouldn’t have ever found myself, and probably not ever really appreciated home.

There is a pretty good sense of ease that comes over me when I’m home. It’s like almost a sense of relief and calmness. In fact, this isn’t a new thing. I had a college friend (Kelli Giorgio) who used to tell me when she’d go to Monticello with me on the weekends that I was so much calmer, relaxed and nicer when I was there. Like there was no pressure. Sure, family can be pressure, but it wasn’t pressure put on me. I think it’s just that unconditional acceptance and love that you get there.

Looking at the spiritual side of that whole “finding home,” I am thinking right now that’s what Heaven is gonna be like. Hanging out at Nana’s house, climbing the mountain, and eating Granny’s mac and tomato juice. That is life my friends.

Anyway, this was about a song. Listen to it and The Muckrakers. Rob is a baseball fan, so you gotta like him for that, even if he is a Reds fan.