Bohemia

i've been sick and haven't updated in a while, so i decided to look back over some stuff i wrote when i used livejournal. this one was posted on 3/9/04

I have this incredible fantasy of a bohemian lifestyle. It's all merely fantasy. There's too much at stake. Family to keep from letting down. Societal norms. Joni Mitchell captures it in "Urge For Going." At least she leaves it open enough for interpretation for me to believe in it and put my emotion fully into. I haven't met a girl that does it for me in so long. I need a nerd, someone with passion, someone who holds my interest. That all sounds selfish, so she should be interested in me. Even more selfish? No. If she's interested in me then her interests are the ones being fulfilled. I want to go to Bohemia. Not the real place, but that fictional Shangri-La where hippies, gypsies, and artists are happy. Minus the smell.