"there's something disarming about a beautiful girl in the california sun." it's a line from ch13 in MAKEGOOD. and it's just so fucking true. behind every great man, there's a great woman. it's cliche, but cliche because it's accurate more than it's not. i met Sara Bareilles once in the SF bay. talk about a prime example of my point. talented, smart, humble and beautiful, this girl just had it. that quality you just can't describe. on paper, she's great. out in the world, she's just better. put this girl on a stage and i swear the world is better for it. fast forward a few years and i'm feeling the same way but even more. there's this girl i know. she grew up in a small town in the middle of rural new england. she was born and raised in a working middle class family and has worked her whole life for what she has and what she's wanted, even listens to country music. she stayed in new england for college and she's about to become an elementary school teacher. now, i know girls in la, nyc, boston, vegas, girls who are doctors and lawyers, actresses and models, i even know a girl who wants to be president and probably will. so a small town teacher from the sticks in new hampshire stands out? incredibly. someone once asked me why and i had all the usual, cliche answers you'd get in the closing dialogue of a romantic comedy. you know, the scene where the two that were meant to be together finally realize it. if you ask me now, the answer's simple. i'm better this way.
she's the missing piece to the fucked up puzzle that's me. for a million reasons i know and millions more i'll never understand, when my head hits the pillow and hers is nearby, i'm the man i always could have, would have and should have been. it all just adds up.
i'm better this way.