And now my bitter hands...

Was spring cleaning the hard disk and I came across a forgotten track. I remembered the road trip I took with a friend while the sheer loudness and astound music of this track vibrated the windows in the car. We were silent for the next 6 minutes as we listen to Vedder melodiously displaying his god damn amazing raw emotions on his sleeves. I remembered thinking then, only a broken heart could write lyrics as such. And today, I stand by my words.

I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life
I know you’ll be a sun in somebody else’s sky.
But why, why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be, mine?
(Black, Pearl Jam)

No, I do not have a broken heart. Mine is never in place long enough for anyone to shatter.

No one, except me, that is.