Napkin Poetry and Days 2 and 3

Part 1.
Well, this vegetarian thing is not as hard as anticipated. Day 2 found me back at subway for another salad, while day 3 (today) provided me with the knowledge (compliments of Taco Bell), that one can still eat unhealthily while being a vegetarian. Now of course, sprinkled here and there, there have been little salads, fruits, wheat thins, and whatever else i find around here that isn't meat. But I'm rather enjoying this so far. Stay tuned for more.

Part 2.
Some lyrics. Or potential lyrics. I wrote this on an airplane napkin on my way to Maine. I know, it sounds rather cliche and ridiculous, but i really didn't have any paper on me. So sue me. The chorus contains a line trying to capture the irony of me attempting to write a song on 6 beautiful JetBlue napkins. Whatever. Here goes.


Untitled (as of yet)

Poets write for daughters of kings
And visionaries see the change they will bring
Wires and airplanes and ideas connect us
But I feel so disconnected tonight
So disconnected tonight

So I'll write this napkin poetry
In hopes that you'll come rescue me
and I'll find reason to believe
It's not like I doubt myself
It's just you that I don't trust
Oh faith, don't leave me high and dry

Poets write for daughters of kings
And lovers give their hearts without strings
Children and stormclouds and stars inspire us
But I feel so disenchanted tonight
so disenchanted tonight.

This is uncomfortable now
This is the way it goes
This is the reason I'm alive.