about a boy

i have a playlist on my palm that i've been listening to for the past few days. see, i'm having such a hard time sleeping lately. been thinking too much, i guess. and apart from reading posts and looking at paris photos in my favorite person's blog, this is the only thing that helps.

nick hornby's high fidelity (the book and the movie) was the first to make me realize (yes, i'm dumb that way) that a mix tape--or in these mp3-intensive times, a playlist--is a narrative of sorts. at the very least, it can be a compendium of sounds, feelings, thoughts*, longings, memories and promises.

• los amantes - ana d
  
• womb - sugar hiccup
  
• nothing but the sky - ivy
  
• un rayo del sol - le mans
• cry me a river - ella fitzgerald
  
• when i'm thinking about you - the sundays
  
• on paper - three o-clock
• a waltz for a night - julie delpy
• sexual healing - marvin gaye
• thank you - dido
• je t'aime tant - julie delpy
• panaginip - brownbeat allstars cover
• come here - kath bloom
• teardrop - massive attack
  

* incidentally, the title of wislawa szymborska's poetry collection. been savoring this since i arrived here end of march. and as with this sojourn, i'm just about halfway through the book. i don't know what the last poem in the book is but i want to read it with the person most important to me.