To the tune of of let it snow, let me know, let me know, let me know. What do I want to know? I don’t know. What I don’t know that’s what I need to know to help me figure it out. I need to wrestle the unknown to the ground and make it speak. I’ve written before about the constant chorus of ‘I don’t knows’ floating through my brain. The constant apology that has been me. But the thing is I do know and I don’t want to be a walking apology anymore. I don’t know it all but enough to know that I sorta kinda know how to walk this walk and talk this talk. Enough of these ramblings. A subtle apology as I segue into what I really want to write about.
I got some police tickets today. Not the usual parking tickets but I forgot to renew my license plate and then couldn’t find my insurance card and some other thing. I really need to be more organized about those things. The thing is everything expired on my birthday. My drivers license (which I did get renewed) but then almost couldn’t find the paper that says its my license. I really need to not drive anymore for financial reasons but I get my best ideas when I drive. And driving is so much easier than…well there are pros and cons to both modes of transportation. Plus, I can sing at the top of my voice in my car, you can’t do that on public transit well you could but…
What does this have to do with writing this musical? Well, nothing except the drain on finances. I wish I could figure out my life and know all the factors. The correct configuration of thoughts that would take me to the known and avoid the ‘oh I shoulda known better’ type feelings that accompany things like getting a ticket or losing a cat. I wish I knew where my cat went. I wish I knew for if he’d come back. I wish I knew why all things had to expire on my birthday of this year. Or exactly what I was trying to say with my writings and how exactly to say it in the most effective entertaining yet poignant way.
Waking Dreams Up 