Good Winter

I can't wait for this man's new album to come out. He has a way of enchanting, lyrically, melodically and musically.  I have to say that I aspire to write music the way he does. Somehow it makes you think, it makes you dream, it makes you feel. You escape for a little while, and feel a little stronger for it. He has a pretty sweet beard too. Maybe one day I'll be like him. Fun Fact: Bon Iver is derived from Bon Hiver, the French words for Good Winter.

Discontent

There have been a number of instances lately where I have been required to converse...nothing unusual, just small talk, your usual day-to-day banter. For some reason though, I just can't bring myself to talk. I think I've been feeling, for a little while now, like there is no real point to this superficial act, I would only talk about meaningless trivia. I had the opportunity to speak to someone who I greatly admire recently, but when the time came, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I had nothing considerable to bring to the table, I would have just gushed about how good this person was (which I'm sure they hear all the time) and then spoken about myself for a little while, at the end both of us would have left gaining nothing from the experience, in this case it was better to never have said anything at all, than to speak drivel. It sounds selfish and perhaps anti-social, but a lot of the time, I would rather just sit in silence. I'm not saying that I'm against conversation, quite the opposite in fact, I guess I'm looking for deeper, more substantial speech, something challenging and inspirational. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm above my current conversations, and I'm not saying the current topics are meaningless, they can be just as important. I just don't feel content for some reason, like there's something more important to talk about; dreams, and sadness, and passions, and fears, and adventure, and loss, and creativity, and beauty, and love. Questions need to be answered, and there isn't time to waste, the world needs to be admired, and this superficiality takes our attention away. I don't mean to sound too deep either, this attitude could bring us very close to being boring, and I think humour, and laughter are some of the most important aspects of living our lives to their potential. I guess I alluded to the best way I can describe it a little earlier; I feel discontent, and I think that's healthy, I think too many people are content, and will never see, hear, taste, smell or feel the fullness of what this world has for them, not that I'm saying I ever will. I'm just saying that maybe there is too much talking, and not enough sitting in silence together, maybe there are not enough people who hold their tongue when they should, maybe there is not enough desire to engage each other on a more important level. Maybe there is and I'm the one that has the problem. I guess that's a discussion for another time ;)