The Weary Kind

This song is playing on repeat today. In my house and, even when I’m not here, in my head. Ryan Bingham’s voice is haunting to me, as are the lyrics. I guess I feel weary. And the sense of somewhere not feeling like home anymore feels familiar. It’s been a long week and I’m feeling that familiar longing to be in a place where I can just curl up and be safe. One of those days when being me just feels a little overwhelming. I know it will pass. But this song: listen to it. Incredibly moving.


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2 Comments

  1. becca
    Posted January 23, 2010 at 7:09 am | Permalink

    what a beautiful, touching song. I can see why you had it on repeat!

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  2. Aidan Donnelley Rowley @ Ivy League Insecurities
    Posted January 23, 2010 at 12:26 pm | Permalink

    Thanks for introducing me to this lovely song.

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