Κυριακή, 30 Σεπτεμβρίου 2007

..don't think twice it's alright..

Einai kyriaki prwi..akouw bob dylan kai xazeyw..tha eprepe na diavazw alla pros to paron den exw oreksi na anoiksw to biblio.Tha to kanw se ligo omws...prepei na to kanw, oso ki an de thelw..Mporei na piw kai kafe an kai thelw na to apofygw!Simera eixa pei oti tha koimomoun poli..telika ksipnisa stis 11..Ntax, poli kalytero apo to kathimerino 7, kai to xthesino 6.30..
Thelw na ksipnisw ena prwino kai na niwthw alliws..na mi niwthw keno...na mi niwthw adeia..na exw oreksi gia ti mera pou tha ksekinisei..Mallon to problima mou einai oti den ta xw kala me ton eayto mou ton teleytaio kairo..gia na ta brw mazi tou thelei xrono..thelei skepsi..thelei ypomoni..Den yparxei xronos omws oute gia deigma..
Etsi itan kai persi tin idia epoxi,..mono pou ta xa ligo kalytera me mena..
Ksipnaga kai eniwtha alliws..Twra den einai etsi..
Re gamwto thelw na ginw i persini Margarita..Pou diavaze biblia, epaize kithara, eixe polli oreksi, gelage synexeia..
Etsi imoun..Eidika meta tin eksetastiki..Eniwtha kala..Ebgaina me tous filous mou, epaiza kithara, diabaza biblia kai gemiza omorfa tis meres mou...Pigaina kai sxoli kai parakolouthousa...diavaza kiolas..
Gomeniza oli tin wra..pote me ton Swtiri, pote me asxetous...o enas mou ksinize, o allos mou bromage..kaneis den mou ekane..mexri pou irth o mixalis..pou itan teleios..kai me gemise..alla twra efyge pali..kai eimai ksana stin idia "alone" fasi..mono pou den exw kai poli oreksi gia gkomenismata...pali oloi mou ksinizoun..aplws den exw kai poli kefi na to psaksw peretairw..
Tin proigoumeni paraskeyi eixame bgei me ta koritsia kai egine patagos..eixame poli soukse ofilw na omologisw..mou arese ki o dj tou magaziou pou eimastan..ebale kai smiths kapoia stigmi..kai me koitage..kai egw..kai i biktrwia me pieze na paw na tou milisw..oxi pws den ithela..alla ti na tou elega..kai piga..e kai?den egine kai tipota...oute eniwsa kalitera...tespa..tha erthoun mona tous ayta.eksallou eimai mallon kalytera...
logiko..den eimai opws prin 3 bdomades..omws akoma niwtha zilia...
Thelw na paw ayrio sti sxoli kai na exw kefi gia na diabasw...na min bariemai...gamwto..prepei na zitisw adeia kai apo ti douleia..ntrepomai na paw na milisw ston proistameno.Einai poli kalos, alla den exw akoma anesi mazi tou...prepei na to kanw omws giati 2 mathimata den perniountai alliws...Ayrio tha erthei o filos mou o stelios sxoli kai tha pame na diavasoume mazi..isws etsi sygkentrwthw kalitera..
Prin ligo me pire o swt na pame gia kafe...ntax..den ypirxe periptwsi na bgalw tis pitzames mou...me anisixei ayto giati se normal periptwseis tha tou lega : " se mia wra sto coya!!!!!!!" kai tha petagomoun na etoimastw!
Xthes pigame me tin Biktwria kai tin Stayroula se ena yperpanemorfo cafe stin Omirou..eftiaxne zesti sokolata meliwmeni koubertoura...epaize jazz mousiki, soundtracks kai tetoia apo pikap...diskoi viniliou kai tetoia..
Itan panemorfa...Milisame poli wra..gia tin bik kyriws pou trabaei zoria..Den eixa oreksi na pw kai polla..aplws akouga kai krataga to xeri tis..Meta piga sta eksarxeia kai brika ton filo mou ton Stelio kai kaname bolta kai katsame se kati skalakia kai milagame gia kana 2wro...Kai meta irtha spiti..kai kserathika ston ypno..
Etsi einai oi meres mou gamwto...Ante na teleiwsei i gamweksetastiki na allaksei tipota...
To cheesecake twn Starbucks ta spaei..tha faw kana new york to bradi..
Thelw na paw taksidi..akoma kai moni mou..thelw na fygw apo dw...
Prin merikes meres elega SKATA OLA! Telika den einai skata ola...aplws einai kourastika ola..kai perierga..
Ayti ti stigmi o Dylan mou leei "how does it feel.."..Akouw to like a rolling stone kai poli mou tairiazei...gi ayto parathetw tous stixous...Me allo xrwma:

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnt you?
Peopled call, say, beware doll, youre bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin out
Now you dont talk so loud
Now you dont seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Youve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out youre gonna have to get used to it
You said youd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
Hes not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it aint no good
You shouldnt let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Aint it hard when you discover that
He really wasnt where its at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Theyre drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But youd better lift your diamond ring, youd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?


Ayta...Wra gia diavasma..



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