Having Mraz friends has changed my life for the good. People I’ve met via Tumblr and people who befriended me after I was in the Australia tour video. I can’t even describe it. When they not only take the time to get to know you, but, also talk to you about things other than Jason, but then they still have the ability to absolutely surprise you and bring up something about Jason that shines a little light into your day. I love it so much. It’s never competitive like I sometimes feel is the case on social media like Tumblr and Instagram. You’re legitimately just sharing a common interest and enlightening each other and it’s absolutely beautiful.
Right, okay, if you’re following me on twitter then you obviously know that I saw John Mayer on Tuesday night.
"I don’t always wait for inspiration to strike to sit down and write something, I play a weekly song writing game with a bunch of nerds online and each week somebody sends me a word or a phrase and I have to turn that word or phrase into a song. Sometimes nothing inspires like a deadline.The phrase for the week that I wrote this song [Coyotes] was "I wish the wind would blow me’" - Jason Mraz
wasn’t “the dynamo of volition” a result of a song writing game as well? i can’t recall the story exactly but i think someone gave him a random mundane phrase and he managed to turn it into a mouthful of a song. anyone remember the story behind that?
Yes, the same game that birthed Coyotes. I believe the phrase for dynamo was ‘blind man’s bike’.
Long distance is so hard.
I’ve lived in Australia for nearly 10 years now and it still hurts to know I’m missing out. I hate that I miss out on important landmarks in people I care about’s lives. Knowing I missed your graduation, your 18th birthday… it really hurts. And I suppose maybe I could remedy this by talking to you more often than just liking a photo but it’s just so damn hard. It took 4 years to not cry and miss home. Now it just aches.
What’s possibly even harder is when things go wrong with family and I can’t just hop over and visit to make sure everything’s okay. I have to wait for fragmented information. Which can be almost heart breaking sometimes. I can’t even count the number of times I’ve broken down because of one small piece of information.
When you have people you care about, you want to be there for them no matter what. Whether it be family, or very close best friends. It hurts knowing that I can’t be there to hug them and reassure them. That’s why I just don’t understand people who choose not to spend holidays with their families - especially if there’s no major underlying issues. I don’t have that choice, and I’d do anything to just be there. But that’s not an option. And I don’t think it’s ever going to not hurt like hell.