Insanely Awe-dical

...I feel censored.

Censored is a bad word to use.  Repressed sounds like I was molested as a child and self-conscious sounds like it's purely my fault.

Self-conscious sounds better though.

I hate it when I'm self-conscious.

I'm not even really censored.  I just want to be able to jam to my music unsupressed.

Maybe jam, maybe cruise, maybe rock, maybe skip, maybe swim, maybe ride a bike.

Maybe that's what makes clubs so much fun.  The crowd eases the "fear of someone watching you" as does alcohol.  The music vibes with lights and the male/female dance (literally and figuratively) add the aspect of mystery and desire.

"You wanna party with the lights on.

Come on, I like the dark!

You always wanna hear the same ol' song.

Come on, play another song!"

-- Slaeter-Kinney