- Nolan Bushnell
I just got back from going for a pizza. I walked around the corner (sans coat -- yea California) to this interesting joint named Rick's Pizza that I sometimes frequent. They have great music: Bob Dylan, Rush, The Rolling Stones etc. I had a pizza with sausage, onions, and mushroom and a couple of mugs of Fosters Lager and I'm feeling pretty good right about now. I walked back sniffing the chill night air and appreciating the neighborhood, probably the last time I'll get to do this. I've lived here for seven years. I will miss it.
I'm such a dichotomy. I like new things, and new experiences, but I hate closing chapters of my life. I am a creature of habit but enamored of possibilities. I dislike closing and locking doors behind me which can never be opened again because doing so closes off possibility -- and mortality is the eventual closing off of all possibility. Nevertheless, choosing possibilities and rejecting other alternatives is the only way that anything, even life itself, gets done. Perhaps it is that I most despise having such choices made for me, by circumstance. On the other hand, that is what life is about - the interplay among circumstances, choices and consequences. Independence and happiness, then, depend upon not focusing on circumstances, but rather upon which choices are available and what consequences arise from them. Unhappiness is the result of feeling oneself to be the prisoner of circumstances.
I’m moving through some changes I’ll never be the same Something you did touched me There’s no one else to blame The love we had has fallen The love we used to share We’ve given up pretending As if you didn’t care Change changing places Root yourself to the ground Capitalize on this good fortune One word can bring you round Changes I look into the mirror I see no happiness All the warmth I gave you Has turned to emptiness The love we had has fallen The love we used to share You’ve left me here believing In love that wasn’t there Change changing places Root yourself to the ground Word to the wise - well you get what’s coming One word can bring you round Changes When I look into your eyes and try to find out how There’s no way to save it now And everything I feel Changes Keep looking for Changes Changes For some reason you’re questioning why I always believe it gets better One difference between you and I Your heart is inside your head One word from you One word from me A clear design on your liberty Who could believe when love has gone How we move on like everyone Only such fools Only such jealous hearts Only through love changes come Change changing places Root yourself to the ground Capitalize on this good fortune One word can bring you round Changes One road to loneliness It’s always the same One road to happiness It’s calling your name Change changing places - changes Root yourself to the ground Capitalize on this good fortune One word can bring you round Changes Change changing places Changes Root yourself to the ground Word to the wise - well you get what’s coming One word - one word can bring you round Changes