I have been doing lotsa things these last few weeks. I’ve been more proactive and productive than I have been in a long time, largely because I am freshly single. First off, I took the FSOT in Paris. It was a disaster, but I did it. I also have been applying for Teach for America. I had my phone interview a couple of days ago which didn’t go that well, but I’ll hear the results soon. If I am asked to the next step, I’d have to fly to the US for a weekend. This is stupid, because my contract ends shortly after.

On other news of my amazing productivity, I acquired some Spanish language CDs (Michel Thomas and Pimsleur) that I listen to a bit throughout the days. I figured it was time to start learning another language. Maybe this is a little ambitious, because I still don’t speak the second one. But screw it, I want to learn something new. This is good preparation for the Camino de Santiago de Compostela, I figure. It would be nice to be able to speak a word or two of Spanish while I’m there. Though, depending on what route I do, I may spend half of my time in Portugal. Portuguese is such a badass language (as is Italian), but Spanish is simply more practical and I already chose one language based on how pretty it sounds.

I’ve also purchased a very cheap guitar that goes terribly out of tune every hour. Whatever, it sort of works. I know what you’re thinking: “but Kevin, didn’t you play trumpet in high school and don’t you constantly sing in the streets and the shower and don’t you realize that you have absolutely no musical or artistic inclination?” Well, shut up. Who invited you to this blog anyway, ass? I got me a guitar and I’m fiddling with it. So far I suck and, realistically, I probably always will. Still, you have to give me credit for trying something new.

Lastly, I’m writing a book. It’s pretty much my first, and I don’t really know what I’m doing. Still, it’s nice to be writing again. It has been a dream of mine to write a book literally since I was in elementary school. I remember reading a short novel by a 16 year old and thinking, “hey, this girl is only 6 years older than me… I can write a book too!” I even wrote a book at around that age about a brother and sister who imagined a story about leprechauns and a hunt for gold at the end of a rainbow. Being the naive child I was, I sent it off to a publisher and they rejected it. I was crushed. They’ll regret it when I have a multimillion dollar contract, though. Jerks.

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I’ve been a fan of Dave Matthews since I first heard “Ants Marching” on my brother’s CD player when I was 13. Remember CD players? I’ve found that every significant experience I’ve ever had and that every emotion I’ve ever felt – no matter how joyous or painful – has been perfectly expressed through one of their songs. Sometimes, the lyrics describe the emotion perfectly. Sometimes the story is almost exactly the same. Sometimes the lyrics aren’t relevant, but the music sounds to me the way I feel. Sometimes it is as though my emotions are spilling out of his mouth. The song relates so well to me that I feel it is a part of me. I’ve felt this way for songs like Lying in the Hands of God, An’ Another Thing, The Best of What’s Around, One Sweet World, Lover Lay Down, Seek Up, #34, and many others. None of these, however, have so perfectly expressed for me what I could not express myself more than “Stay or Leave” did during my 24 hours sitting alone in the Marseille airport, en route to Morocco. For me, Stay or Leave reminisces nostalgically on a lost love so pure, but recognizes that saying goodbye was necessary and for the best. I thought I’d share the song with you, because it is awesome.

Lyrics:
Maybe different, but remember
Winters warm there you and I,
Kissing whiskey by the fire
With the snow outside
And when the summer comes
The river swims at midnight
Shiver cold
Touch the bottom, you and I,
with muddy toes

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

Wake up naked drinking coffee,
Making plans to change the world
While the world is changing us…
It was good good love.
We used to laugh under the covers
Maybe not so often now
The way I used to laugh with you
Was loud and hard

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

So what to do
With the rest of the day’s afternoon, hey
Well isn’t it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could?

That I should’ve done

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be
You and me
I want to be too
What day is this?
Besides the day you left me?
What day is this
Besides the day you went?

So what to do
With the rest of the day’s afternoon, hey
Well isn’t it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could?

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be you and me
I want to be too
What day is this?
Besides the day you left baby
What day is this?

Speaking of DMB, they’re touring in Europe for the next few weeks. Any hardcore fans out there want to make a trip? Annnd speaking of tours, The Temptations and Four Tops will be in Nantes March 29. This is amazing. Who’s coming with me?

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Well, I’ve finally uploaded some pictures from my trip to Morocco. Unfortunately, because I was traveling alone, I don’t have a lot of pictures with myself in them. Some couchsurfers got some with me in them, so I’m hoping to get those soon and I’ll add them on here or onto facebook. Until then, this is all I’ve got.

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