The Crimson Seagull |
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Sometimes this thing called “rain” happens. Not sure what the point of it is, but I’m looking for it. It “rained” today. I was walking, and it “rained” on me. When it “rains” I have trouble flying.

I’m just a collegebro who wants to fly. Don’t want to be stuck on earthy when it rains. I just want to be free. I don’t like being “landlocked.”
There’s an open mic night at the Crimson Seagull on Thursday or something I think. Thinking about singing a Kutless/Pillar/Skillet/Michael W. Smith/Christmas/original/John Mayer/rock version of a rap/Dashboard Confesshy song. Or something indie to be “different” even though I’m still sitting up there with my acoustic guitar and a “just-woke-up” sounding voice. I’m just a freshman. I don’t know how the world works really. Just bought me a Taylor guitar. Never liked Martins. They’re too mainstream.
Can’t wait for the semester to be over so I can “partay” and “drink” and “smoke.” Had to sign a covanent saying I wouldn’t. Just want to be free.
I hope this post allowed you to learn more about me. I just want to be free. All I want to do is dance.
-JimmyK