by Sufjan Stevens » 12/24/2003, 8:19 am
The Dirtbombs and The Sights are playing a show at The Magic Stick New Year's Eve, so I should be going to check that one out. Hey, they serve me liquor there, so I can't complain. Drinking whiskey sour's and listening to great music makes life worth living.
And life would be good if I didn't have to be at Best Buy New Year's Day at 4am.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.