clefftone

its become a habit of mine

to pick up a leaf every day

when I'm walking up the hill each afternoon after I get off of the bus.





i know it's winter now

but there are still some really incredible looking leaves out there.

leaves you'd never imagine.





normally when you think of pretty leaves, you think

reds, and yellows, and greens

the typical kinds

but i keep finding these really amazing ones

that are black and red,

and monochromatic tints of tye-dyed green

like somebody spilled water color on to a paper towl and let it sit for a few days

seeping whichever way it happens to seep

until i walk by and see it.





it's rediculous, i know

but I can't walk by one of these leafs without picking them up.

every time i try

i get really sad

and feel awful about myself

for just walking away from something so lovely.

there's always a part of me

that wants to pick it up

and take it home to show someone

even though

most of the time,

no one really cares

and the color fades within a few days of being inside.
the truth of the matter is though,
i usually pick it up anyone
just incase i run in to somebody
who'll see it as amazing as i do




i think charlie brown isn't the charlie brownest

i think

there are lots of folks

just as charlie brownie as he

if not
even more charlie brownie.


i remember when i'd get letters in the mail from Santa Claus.

I know I keep comming back to it

but i believed in Santa Clause.

I believed in him without ever even considering, or even noticing that some people didn't.

I believed in him like some people believe in Jesus.

Because my parents told me he was real.

And he seemed

like something good

that needed to be real.
it wasn't a matter of leaning more towards his existence than his non-existence.
it was a complete and total utter lack of doubt
that he did





Our Christmas tree isn't up yet

because i'm the only one

who really cares about it.

we look like Jehova's witness's in here.

and i think that's a shame.





i know a girl

who's parents really are Jehova's witness's and I think it's so sad
because the poor little thing

has never even had a birthday cake.

i think people need to celebrate things.

and they need cutesy little get togethor's to help them focus

on ignoring the vastness of existence
because most people can't handle that
even though
to me it's even more sad that they can't.

i think for her birthday

i'll bring her a birthday cake to school

and sing to her
and make her wear a party heart.
that way

she'll get a little extra something out of one day of her life