Tired But Rejuvenated

Today I woke up with the feeling of rejuvenation in my blood. It felt as if the clock had been rewound three years. (I prefer saying that than saying "I feel like I'm 17 again" because that sounds like I'm referencing a Zac Efron movie and last time I remembered, I'm not gay.) All I wanted to hear was Iron Maiden's Powerslave, the entire catalog of The Number Twelve Looks Like You ("Sleeping With The Fishes, See?" is posted above), the entire catalog of Northwind and Rata Blanca's Grandes Canciones. I'm not sure where this feeling came from but I love it. (Talk about a contrast to last night.) I've just been listening to awesome songs all day: Northwind's "Lagrimas de Hielo," "A Las Puertas Del Eden," Rata Blanca's "Haz Tu Jugada," "La Leyenda Del Hada Y El Mago," "La Llave De La Puerta Secreta," Iron Maiden's "Prowler 88," "Aces High" and a crap-load of The Number Twelve Looks Like You. I used to say "It's number twelve time" a lot and I never really knew why I stopped but fuck it, I'm going to bring it because it's god-damn number twelve time. I'm still not sure what I want in life but as long as it involves Gio, America and Irving, I'm happy.