I have a thing about bug zappers because they forever changed the sound of sweet summer evenings filled with frog choruses and cricket refrains to sudden insect electric death. Ironically “glockenspiel” is way more fun to say than to play.
And it was all… just a dream…
She was trying to teach me how to dance and it was really awkward but I didn’t care because she was beautiful and exquisite and endearing and I was so in love with her, I didn’t care about being embarrassed. The walls were painted pitch black, the lights were low and there wasn’t any music playing but there were throngs of people everywhere and a man with a beard kept asking me a lot of questions. He reminded me of Gandalf the Grey and I smiled inwardly because I’m a dork. I sang and played my heart out that night and I just couldn’t contain the sparkling cocktail of wide smiles and bright eyes that poured out of me because things felt so right and pure in that definitive moment.
She surprised me. She was waiting for me. She threw her arms around my neck and I held her close and felt her giggle with happiness, the kind of joy you can’t hold back no matter how hard you try. But why would anyone try?
The street bikes and motorcycles were a bit much but that didn’t really bother me. It was the right place for them, actually, the right kind of setting so I guess that made me sort of the oddball. I remember people yelling at each other over airwaves and cell phones and it was pretty intense for a moment, but you know me, I just tried to stay out of the way. I’ve never liked confrontation. I remember she had a pretty summer dress on and a flower in her hair and I remember the way her perfume made my insides freeze and spiderweb crack like dry ice before bursting into a million tiny crystal shards that clawed the rungs of my ribs and burned butterfly prints on the inside of my chest. I loved her and I couldn’t wait to see her because it had been so long since I’d held her in my arms. She was the last thing I expected to happen to me, but there she was and it made me believe that pure and sudden bliss was not a rare anomaly. Moving on is simple, it’s what you leave behind that makes things difficult.
Then the lights clicked off as the last box was loaded into the truck and I said a handful of warm goodbyes to people I’d never met before. A nice pair of parents were there with a car and I remember driving home, exhausted, drained, dog-tired, but quite content and exhilarated. It was dark outside and the hum of interior cab noise made me sleepy as the moon followed outside my window. I remember holding hands with her in the dark.
Now there’s something sharp in my wrist and I think it’s the same thing inside my mouth. There’s a sharp coiled cable running from the light to the wall and a soft place to put things nearby but I never really use it. I’m always afraid I’m going to forget something important when it’s time to leave, and there are few things worse than realizing you’ve lost something for good, whatever it may be. I’ve never been fond of leaving, except for perhaps leaving bittersweet the warehouse after a long day or the dentist’s chair after a tortuous hour. Those kinds of departures are enjoyable and I always tend to drive faster and sing louder post-appointment, but I feel like there are many kinds of “leaving” and most of them tend to be tiresome.
Sometimes I purposefully forget to turn the lights out when I leave so that when I return home, it feels like someone is expecting me. Sometimes it’s nice to feel expected, the same as it’s nice to feel unreachable from time to time. We always talked about doing so many things, going so many places, seeing and feeling and tasting so many flavors of emotion and scenario, some of them we did in fact experience, others we just never got around to. It feels distant and hazy and pretty miserable at times, but all the more reason to cling tight to what is true and real and sustaining. Missing someone is like a bad dream you can’t wake yourself up from.
But the glass shatters in a cool way and I love imagining what it would be like to repel off the side of skyscrapers in Hong Kong or fight crime in Gotham City or spend all my weekends as two different people. Laura is buying clothes somewhere in LA right now and I need to figure out how to enjoy the atmosphere because it would be silly to wake up anxious. There are so many places to hide out here, so many pieces of driftwood and bits of palm trees that cleverly conceal the most beautiful fish. It’s easy to think they might go largely unnoticed but I’m sure this is not the case. I just do my own thing and try not to bother anybody.
It’s funny how time can manipulate and stretch itself like a contortionist. I feel like yesterday was this afternoon. Now I’m lying on a deep royal purple and there are eyes everywhere but it’s a thrilling feeling. Meetings float like battleships on the near horizon and I have to take sleeping pills at night or else I’ll miss everything. I like these quiet secret moments unless of course I must fly somewhere or wake up early. I took the tour and it seemed like a lovely place, full of good people and great ideas but I always catch myself thinking about what lies just beneath the surface. Sometimes I prefer not to know.
Wow.
A billion emotions are buzzing in and around my mind like a psychiatric beehive institution, a crawling traffic jam of bedlam and chaos. Except these thoughts aren’t cute fuzzy little bumblebees with wooly mittens and happy faces, these are awkward, disoriented hornets that aren’t sure where to go or how to get there. It’s an unsettling feeling and sometimes I’m just a lightheaded worker bee who can’t find a place to land. Everything is spinning and my heart beats twice as fast as it should, making tonight an emotional triathlon of which I’m underprepared and totally undertrained for. I’m not entirely sure what’s happening and I don’t believe I could stop this race if I wanted to. My two-stroke heart is pumping double-time and I’m running faster than my legs can carry me, but the scary thing is that I’m not sure where the finish line lies, or if I’m even pointed in the right direction.
The color grey was charming and the blue was intoxicating but I didn’t care; both were so unbelievably gorgeous, I just sat there stunned, staggered, debilitated.
What do I do? Where do we go from here? Everything is split down the middle and I need more wisdom than I thought.
It was a sweatshirt-weather kind of night in California and I remember the way those big green and blue letters stood out like bright neon monoliths in the deepening midnight. She had a red convertible waiting for us in the parking lot and the top was down… actually I don’t think the top even worked at all because I remember us talking and laughing about what we would do if it started raining on us. It was the most natural thing in the world, yet I might be a liar if you asked me now. I remember the stars were quiet and faint because of the layer cake of light pollution above us but still, everything about that night was stunning, by every and all definitions of the word. I could feel the glow of the dash on my face, the flutter of the music in my ears and the swift whip of the sea air in my hair. We put our hands up to see how long we could hold them out before they became ice cubes and I loved feeling wind-tossed because it felt like horizontal sky diving. We raced along the coast in the darkness and wound up on a secret beach somewhere with apple cider and a blanket. I still can’t believe what happened was real because everything about that night was too eloquent for words. I don’t recall speaking or listening, I just remember feeling, processing, sensing, experiencing, living deeply, breathing it all in.
How I wish I could return to that night sometimes. Just for fun, just for a few minutes, just now and again.
Still, that scarf had a charm of its own and that makes me feel a bit better about things.
Surreal.
First :) So beautiful, Adam. This is why you’re amazing. I love how you write like this, just all your random thoughts. I think I’m getting better at catching and staying on this train.
I’m so sorry, Adam. :( I wish there was something I could do. If I could give you a big bear hug, I would. Praying for you all the time.
Is it ironically beautiful that “It’s Not Easy” started playing while I read this?
All of your blogs are always so amazing!!! I wake up every Monday morning to read a new entry. I hope you got the blue square that says Owl City is sneaky I made for you in Pomona.
Dear Adam,
Amazing! Can I come live in this dreamy world of your’s? I’m sick of lovely, but bitter reality. I love these glimpses into your mind, and I now feel that I better understand where your songs come from. :) After reading this, my heart is racing and I’m not entirely sure why because, to be honest, I felt as though I was reading just a part of something versus the whole. It’s an interesting feeling, fit for an interesting way to write. I really wish I could have had that dream that you had. I would really like to experience that kind of joy that you described. I loved the pictures as well (as I always do) and the one from the Lonely Lullaby song’s cover is just…beyond words. I love the contrast of everything and it’s just so neat. Well, neat doesn’t really do it justice, but that’s the best I can do for now. :) By the way, does the “And it was all… just a dream…” in your post have anything to do with the end of Relient K’s Jefferson Aeroplane song? I absolutely adore that part of the song, where Matt talks about a dream in which he tries to be the best rapper ever and runs into gnomes who have “silly shoes.” If this doesn’t ring a bell, then sorry if I utterly confused you. Anyway, since this comment is becoming way too long, I will close with a warm God bless you and leave it at that.
Love,
Madeline
Wow Adam, this is beautifully written and so sad. =(
Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. The way you write is so amazing and inspiring.
We all have our places we want to return to, don’t we? Fight on, even when it’s lonely, because we’re fighting a good fight. Better yet, we have a musclebound hero fighting for us.
Cheers through tears.
your friend,
noelle
p.s. Captain America reminded me of you for some reason.
Wow, Adam, you are just amazing. I could read everything you say everyday (or listen to it, at that matter!). You are so inspiring. God bless you and your family all the days of your life. Thanks for just being who you are. Keep up the good work!
~Your biggest fan :) <3<3
These last two blog posts are so surreal – they make me feel as if I’m dreaming, looking through someone else’s eyes as they sleep and go through all those vivid scenarios that aren’t supposed to make sense but do.
Thank you for these brief glimpses into your world.
Missing you in California.. Come back soon, yes? Every blog makes my heart flutter <3
My prayers and best wishes are headed your way.
WHY DID YOU NOT WRITE A BOOK ALREADY?! You write amazing stories. You have amazing talent. You are grand. I’m wonderstruck. Everyword that comes out of our mouth is pure gold. I am amazed by you.
You are just an amazing guy! I didn’t think there was anyone that thought like me out there, but you surprise me all the time. I can’t wait till I finaly get to meet you. I’m sure I won’t be able to speak, but just standing next to you would be fine. :) God is with you, Adam.
Adam,
Your mind is such a wonderful and surreal place to be. I wish I could escape just like that whenever reality would get too bizarre. Thanks for these blogs. They are beautiful. Keep on writing!
Oh so beautiful… This makes me want to skip life and just read all day.
Dear our Adam :( I’m crying after read this. I can feel what you feeling by the words. Its making me wanna give you a huge bear sister hug :( GBU, adam xoxo
Beautiful. Breathtaking. Bittersweet. I’m praying for you Adam, all the time. You’re so optimistic, sensitive, and nice, I don’t ever want you to be sad.
That last part sounded weird, but sometimes I have to let the quiet, somber, sentimental part of me have a voice. :) :P
I was at the Portland concert, and the bracelet in my letter in my present to you was grey and blue… Haha!
“The color grey was charming and the blue was intoxicating but I didn’t care; both were so unbelievably gorgeous, I just sat there stunned, staggered, debilitated.”
Funny. :D
God bless you! You’re cool, and I can’t wait to see you again! :D
Where do you go from here? Well, I guess you just go… on. Remember the good times and cherish them. Pack away the bad and unsettling memories, but don’t discard of them completely… for they may be keys to unlocking mysteries and avoiding future obstacles.
Sometimes I wish time machines were real. They’re the epitome of escape; or, at least, they give the impression of it. Then again, if we never lived in the present we’d miss out on some beautiful things. And who’s to say that an escape to a more beautiful and treasured place is in a time machine? It’s not just in that, but in music, in art, in dance….
But I digress. I guess the only thing I feel justified saying is this: Keep on walking, for you never know where the path will take you; enjoy the moment; and trust in God always, for He’ll never lead you astray. And my best wishes to you in sharing the rest of your life with a great gal, whomever it may be, because you deserve an awesome girl.
All the best to you, Adam! :)
This is so sweet and sad and inspiring. Whoever you are writing about mus mean a lot to you. :)
I get to see you in 2 days!
<3
Dreams are a lovely place, until the cement caves in around your toes. It always happens right as they walk into view. The one person you’ve been waiting for. They turn and smile at you, begging to follow, but whether it be your own diffidence or the concrete encasement, you can’t muster up the moxie, or the might, to break loose and race after that breeze. And then they’re gone.
But reality… reality gives us a choice. Reality says that you REALLY can. You can run. You can break out. You can catch that one person and they won’t disappear before its too late.
Our dreams can enslave us. It can keep us from what is right in front of us. It can stall us from living out our own Happily Ever After because we’re too busy waiting for our dream to materialize in our hazy eyes.
I’m a daydreamer myself, so I know its true. I rehearse every line, every step, every smile of the moment I’ve been waiting for. But once that moment comes, its never how I imagine it. I wish it would be, but its not, and I know that as well. If somehow I could live in my daydreams, I’d like to think I’d be content, but it wouldn’t be enough. As beautiful as they are, there is always something lacking.
Its the spray of sea waves on your face as they are crashing on the beach.
Its the cold bite of snow on your nose as its blowing in on a gentle wind.
Its the warmth of someones hand holding your own.
Dreams and reality wouldn’t be complete without the other. We have our dreams to imagine up reality. We have reality to live out our dreams.
Its our choice.
Well… Lord-willing. ;)
I agree with Noelle Garnier and Andra…
You have a precious heart my dear.
And as always, thank you for sharing just a piece of it.
I always think it would be wonderful to have a conversation with you, and then I remember that reading your blog is one of the best conversations we could have…you dont have to worry about saying anything to revealing, there isnt anyone sitting in front of you staring.
Keep that precious heart my dear.
Cherish those beautiful moments and learn from the ones where it was dark. Press on for you know who your Father is, and you know He’ll take care of you. You’re pleasing to Him, remember that. I pray for strength and healing to wash over you in the days to come.
Blessings my love :)
-Ariel
Can I borrow your brain for a day?
You are so good at wording things and just writing. I wish I was that good. Anyway, half the time I have no idea what you’re talking about, haha but it always makes me feel good to read it. So, thank you(: stay awesome.
I love reading these entries…I think I might print this one out so I can read it over and over and over…And these pictures, goodness they’re worth a million words, I love them.
Even though painful memories of things you’ve left behind, willingly or unwillingly, are uncomfortable and leave you feeling raw and unhappy, most can’t be happy until they’ve suffered a little right? I try to cherish all memories because those that are pure, untouched, and beautiful couldn’t exist without the sad ones. Nothing is perfect, but then again, that’s what’s so great about the world. Is everything was perfect, then nothing could be, there has to be some kind of balance. I know I’m just rambling, what I’m trying to say, is everything has to end, so why not dwell on the happy ones, and try to put the rest aside for a bit? You’ve already got that figured out, because you’re clever, I’m not sure if Ive mastered leaving someone you love either, but I haven’t had much experience, I’ve never dated or anything. I’ve had great friends though! This entry obviously took something really special and important that you had to leave behind, and brought it to life again for you. The wonders of writing…You dazzle me.
I have a letter for you, I’ll send it in the mail too, but I think I should put it here- a quick note though, I’ve taken a bit I wrote out about me, because I don’t really know if I should release that info online…I’d love to get a reply from you, do you get our e-mails when we leave them for comments? NE WAY…
Dearest Adam,
I’ve been meaning to start this letter for some time, I could say I’m a slight procrastinator, but really I’m on the ball with almost all my activities. The truth is that it is very hard to vocalize the gratitude I feel for you, for all the amazing changes you’ve made in my life! There have been so many differences in my life since I discovered Owl City in 2009 when Fireflies came out. I’d like to say I’ve been a fan for much longer, what with all this emotional gibberish I’m about to share with you! I hope I don’t come off as some sort of weirdo. Actually, that might be an appropriate term for us Hoot Owls! We get pretty committed, as you most likely already know!!!
Well, I should start by introducing myself. My name is Lorelei Jayne Hoffman, AKA GalaxyGirl, a name that I came up with for any Owl City associated thing I can think of. I live in Canada, and I love it here. Why wouldn’t you? It’s so warm and cuddly. OK, it’s cold and cuddly! I’m 15 years old, and have a huge family, including 4 sisters and 3 brothers. It gets pretty crazy around here, especially since I myself am the oldest of all these rather loud children. (Yes, you can count me as a rather loud child as well; I’m never one to pass down action!) I love sci-fi television including the most brilliant show ever created-Doctor Who, and I find reading as exciting as Harry Potter finds Quidditch. My family and friends have a hard time letting me forget how nerdy I am, but I’m proud of it.
Similar to any scatterbrained teenager, I listen to music about 60% of the time, the other 40% being reserved for sleeping with music playing. You rarely find me without my headphones around my neck, or my stereo system on high, usually blasting one of your creative works such as Windsor Airlift, and Aquarium (which I am quite fond of in particular). Music helps keep my head intact! I look to music calm me down, and help me think. It’s a huge part of my life, especially since I discovered you in music. Your dreamy lyrics, soft symphonies and out of this world stories never, ever fail to absolutely captivate me.
The fact that you’re able to give me intense shivers, even in the beginning instrumental parts of many of your songs, is definitely something else. You make me feel like I can fly!!!! I feel like I can communicate with you through your music, you put so much voice and flavor into it I can feel what you’re feeling. God blessed you with an extraordinary talent, a truly magnificent gift. You’re fantastic. You’re the dead on definition of a star. You take my breath away.
I’ve had the honor to get to know you in many ways, through your music, your writing (It’s very rare I go a day without checking your blog) and your beautiful photographs. I’m incredibly into photography myself, and your photos are some of the many things you do that inspire me. (SO MUCH!) You have a natural way with taking pictures; someday I hope to acquire similar talents myself. Maybe I’ve already got them, I just need more practice. What I do know for sure is that the way you can tell an entire story with your pictures always leaves me dumbfounded! A picture is worth a thousand words, but yours, Adam, are worth a million.
Seeming as I’ve never had much musical talent, I’ve always valued your music for its poetic aspect, more than the obvious mind-blowing musical talent that shows through it. It only helps me appreciate your music that much more though, because from the beginning of the first track to the end of the last, you feel like you’re living somewhere else. Like you aren’t in your bedroom surrounded by Dalek posters and old stuffed animals, you’re in the sky, looking down on everything you thought you understood until you could truly comprehend it from such a point of view! You open my eyes. You make me feel like life, as we know it is just the beginning. You give me so much hope! There are so many beautiful things in this world, but some are hidden outside of reality. Music is the ultimate escape, but your music is like a whole other dimension itself.
And I can never forget your superior writing talents. I will proudly admit to anyone that because I started reading your blog (I comment regularly as Lorelei AKA GalaxyGirl), and really started absorbing your lyrics, my vocabulary vastly improved and I have become a much more skilled writer. I’ve always been incredibly interested in writing, and since I have discovered your writing pieces, I have looked to you for inspiration for many of my pieces. You never fail me! I know you must have heard this many times before, but your beautiful, somewhat abnormal writing style is greatly admired by many Hoot Owls, who are very anxiously awaiting the release of the novel we hope you write. I’d be the first one in line to buy it; I can’t get enough of your gorgeous similes and perspectives! They really remind me that every day we stare at our surroundings without truly seeing them. It takes an open mind and an open heart to realize all of life’s true beauty.
In June, I actually had the incredible honour of seeing yourself and the Owl City live band perform live at the Kool Haus in Toronto. I have to say it was the best night of the year, and definitely one of the best nights of my life. My Mum and Step-Dad took me, along with my best friend Maya and I couldn’t believe how much fun I had. I’ll never forget your performance of Lonely Lullaby; it was one of the most gorgeous things I’d ever heard! It was unforgettable, in case you might have noticed us, we were the ones in coloured ray-bans near the middle who looked like they might be having some sort of breakdown we were jumping up and down and cheering so much. But then again, so was everyone! My mom even said that when she shouted “WOO HOO!” during Galaxies you smiled at her. As jealous as I am it is something else to say Adam Young smiled at your Mom.
When I hear your voice, it’s like I snap right out of reality, which is best for me really. Reality is a lovely place but-you know the rest!!! Thank you so much for all you have done for me, Adam. I know this might never get to you, as much as it means to me that it does, but it was nice just getting it down on paper. I will, however, send it to you in EVERY WAY POSSIBLE in hopes that it does eventually reach you. You have been a true inspiration for me these past few years, whether it’s in writing, or taking pictures, or most importantly, loving life, and living it to the fullest because life is short. As silly as this might sound, you’ve become a role model for me as well. You’re kind and respectful, and you treat every girl like a princess. You’re honest, and genuine, and you really show me how to be myself, and forget my troubles. I’d be incredibly lucky to meet a guy like you someday. You’re my hero, Adam. I love you.
God Bless, and big bear hugs,
Lorelei Hoffman AKA GalaxyGirl<333
PS-Thank you for introducing me to Unwed Sailor! Don’t they just rock? I can see now where a lot of your inspiration in your earlier music comes from. I actually got to meet them at the concert, they’re definitely funny guys! And they like vegetables!! There’s just something else about perceiving instrumental music in your own way, and making sense of it however you need to at the time and place.
PSS-Can you please let everyone in the Owl City live band know that they are phenomenal and I love them? I really do.
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There you have it!!! I'll still send it in the mail, I mean, I love snail mail…..I hope it ends up getting to you somehow…<3333
PS-WE WOULD LIKE YOU TO WRITE A BOOK PLEASE.<333
Hey Adam!
Just saw you in Pomona, my sister and I were in the very front, stage right, and I was exhilarated by the performance(: With that said, I can not stop thinking about you. Maybe you won’t read this, but if you do, I want to send out to the void: you are beautiful.
This post was filled with uncertainty, but hopefulness also. I want you to know that a sister is praying for you every day, and that where you go from here is, as it has always been, the narrow road. (: The glory that you constantly give to God is inspiring, and I love all of your words. The beauty of life is constant, and one can dream and see the people and places that they love whenever they want.
Thank you for an incredible show, and thank you for your music that brings me to tears, laughter, and giddiness. We love you!
God bless,
Robin(:
Dear Adam,
Every word you have ever written on paper has only accounted to a grande masterpeice or writings that only you could write, from your writing I feel like I’ve known you since we were kids, that I’ve been beside you throughout each and every one of your break-ups. Like I was truly there for each moment, because the desciption you use is so real, so easy to imagine. At one point in this entry you said ‘Sometimes it’s nice to feel expected, the same as it’s nice to feel unreachable from time to time.’ As soon as I read that I remembered how you don’t always get along with your cell phone, how you hate the feeling that with it, people can reach you and ruin a moment in nature, or a conversation your in the middle of, interupted by the vibrations in your pocket. I felt a connection with you there, I live on an acreage in Alberta, Canada, and if I was out, just walking and feeling inspired, and my phone rang… I couldn’t imagine how much that would ruin the surreal feeling of nature.
With Love,
Sheridan
Courtney, I like what you said!! That’s so true!!
For some reason this entry reminded me of this quote “When you are in love you can’t fall asleep, because reality is better than your dreams”. I don’t remember where I saw it but I liked it and remembered it, and for some reason this reminds me of it. Whomever this is to must be very lucky cause you’re thinking of them.
I really liked this one. It made me daydream of the sea at night, and the cool sand under my feet. I love the way you put your words together to imagine something like that.
I liked the part where you say “Sometimes I purposefully forget to turn the lights out when I leave so that when I return home, it feels like someone is expecting me. Sometimes it’s nice to feel expected, the same as it’s nice to feel unreachable from time to time,” that I think that way too. Thank you for the lovely dream like entry today.
PS. My mommy’s name is Laura, you mentioned that name in this entry too. :)
Uncertainty was all over this entry. But simplicity and hopefulness were right along side. It was nice :) I love how Adam’s writing, both in song and otherwise, almost always leaves you wondering what it means (in a contented way) yet, it sounds so familiar.
Wish I could make it to one of your shows, Adam! (Really do.) Keep serving the Lord! <3 Dasha
The last few blog entries have been so… surreal. Actually, I’ve hard a hard time keeping up, to be completely honest. I realized it’s easier to not focus so much on the words, but more on the feeling (if that even makes sense). It seems so bittersweet… I wish I were more eloquent with words (like you are) so I could tell you exactly what I mean. Anyway, just know that I (and all the other Hoot Owls) think you’re the bee’s knees ^,^ And I hope that things work out in whatever way is best.
Oh, and thank you for putting up little glimpses into your world. By listening to your music and reading your blog I feel as though I know you. :) <3
Adam Young never ceases to leave me in awe… There hasn’t been ONE blog entry of his that I haven’t adored!
Adam, you are so amazing! I’m sure there a few girls out there kicking themselves because they let you go. I love your writing as well as your music, and I absolutely CANNOT wait to see you tomorrow night in Dallas…. can I sing a song with you? I know it’s not gonna happen, but it would be nice. :) God Bless You, Adam. You’re a special person. You have the amazing capability of making millions of people happy at any moment of any day. The girl you end up with is a lucky one, indeed. See you tomorrow!
Adam, you bring a beautiful ray of eloquence to the internet. To many people, that sounds like a loud of gibberish. The internet, eloquent? Sure, it’s possible i’m crazy, but your blog posts warm my heart. I love you, Jem.
Whoa. How the heck do you write such amazing posts that make me smile, sigh sadly, and giggle one right after the other?! I love it!
God Bless! Keep on chasing after Him!
“Delight yourself in the LORD
and he will give you the desires of your heart. ”
~ Psalm 37:4
Mister Adam Young,
Each time I read or see or watch anything related to you, it’s just like, like you’re a diamond slowly spinning and the sun light is one by one uncovering every facet of that brilliant diamond. You’re this sudden tumult of imagination all bottled up, and you’re slowly un-corking yourself, so a little bit of that sparkly, beautiful brilliance comes out at a time. You have so many dimensions that I seem to constantly be discovering. A puzzle that at the same time is completely transparent. It’s so weird really how I came across you, your music, and your blog; but it’s beautiful and lovely and captivating. Thank you especially for sharing your love of Jesus with the world, and to me. I can just see Him shining through you in what you do and I pray that He will always be working in your life and that you may be a part of Him and He be all of you.
Thank you so much.
With honest love,
Marisa-Andie
This post can’t help but remind me of Dashboard songs.
“Pouring over photographs
I’m living in your letters.
Breathe deeply from this envelope
It smells like you and I can’t be without that scent
It’s filling me with all you mean to me.”
-Living in Your Letters
“I’d like to hire a plane
I’d see you in the morning
When the day is fresh I’m coming home again.”
-A Plain Morning
Find me and be my friend….please…
Psalm 32:8
Reading some of your posts here made me want to open the Bible and read the parts you wrote about. In the edition I have, there is an index that suggests what you should read depending on what’s happening to you. That psalm was the suggestion for the moments ‘when you need direction’. I cried when I read it because that was exactly what I needed.
I’m sorry I don’t write it here, but I am a Spanish speaker and my Bible is in that language and I dont know how to translate it..
I hope you never lose your Faith and your optimism, because they really help people and make you a wonderful person.
Lots of love from South America
Adam, will you marry me??? I’m in love with you. :)
sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever understand
then I realize I don’t have to
and that’s the beauty of it
:) God bless
Wow–amazingly beautiful. I am always so touched by your blogs. Thank you!
( ˘ з˘ )ʃ(˘-˘ ). … Sometimes, what you think that is good for you,actually is not good for you, and vice versa, what you think is not good or you hate is actually good for you. God knows us much better than ourselves
Wow. Beautiful as always. Where do we go from here?: keep being you because you are an amazingly sweet and wonderful person. Everything will all work out. I’m thinking of you. God bless you always.
I’ll continue to pray fro you, Brother! Jesus loves you, as always!
Just hang on, Adam…It doesn’t matter where you go from here, just keep moving forward. Learn from your experiences. Grow and thrive from everything that comes your way, both good and bad. Let your dreams and your imagination and your thoughts continue to inspire you. Breath in and breath out…Learn from the past, embrace the here and now, and be open minded to whatever God has planned for you in the future. Everything in your life that you experience will attach itself and make you into the person that you will ultimately become, which in my opinion based on my view of you will be a BEAUTIFUL man. Please don’t ever forget the beauty in life, and the truly astonishing beauty in yourself. Because you ARE beautiful. And that’s what the world needs…More beauty. So for the sake of the world and for all those in it…Stay beautiful :)
I love you, Adam. You’ll always have a friend in me.
Katie
Intricate, surreal, amazing and beautiful, to say the least. YOU HAVE TO WRITE A BOOK!!!
Please check out my blog: http://orangeintheovercast.blogspot.com/
Hugs!
Madd :)
I wish I could give you a hug and tell you everything is going to be okay. Take you to my favorite place in the world and give you a cookie. But I can’t. So, know that we are here. Supporting you, every step of the way.
I hope you and Ms. Monson get back together. Would it really be that hard to e-mail her this link? I will continue to pray for you.
If you really want to repel off the side of skyscrappers in Hong Kong, Come and visit Hong Kong please! There is a natural side with stunning scenarios here that peope don’t really know. :P
Dear Adam,
This is such a sweet post;I was starting to get a tingly feeling in my stomach when I read it.Your writing had such an optimistic understanding to it.It always,no matter what the circumstances,makes me feel like I’ve been rained on by comet dust.I really don’t know what that feels like but I’m going to say its an extreamly uplifting emotion.Your music,as a whole,is so wistful;I adore all your songs and I can relate to most of them and the ones I can’t are still so beautiful beyond words.I often find myself wondering if I’ll ever understand those drastic little moments in life like the one you portrayed so flawlessly.I don’t entirely percieve the bittersweetness of such a lovely infatuation and missing someone that extremly.I am falling in love with someone as I type these words on a worn down computer,while munching on cherries and almonds.I hope I never I have to say good-bye to him;he makes me feel like a princess.He is so much more than I deserve andInever expected something as blissful as this in my life.EVER.
Thank you for being a positive,fearless,Christly example in this world by speaking out with your music and writing.Its speaking louder than words and its your legacy.Thanks again.I hope I’ll get to see you on tour sometime.I strongly admire your spirit and personality and wish I could see more of it in the world.
~Mey
Can you please write a book someday? Your words, your choice of words, the way you piece them together….it’s one of the most beautiful things on this earth.
Lonely Lullaby
July 12, 2011
I have a moderate case of insomnia, I sometimes find myself checking out your blog at two in the morning. I wonder where you get your wonderful talent.
One in the morning, after your concert I realized that life isn’t meant to go through alone. I agree, it’s wonderful to feel expected, but sometimes that just won’t happen.
Symphony of silver tears, sing to me and sooth this ring in my ears. Overcast, these gloomy nights wear on, but I’m holding fast, because it’s darkest before the dawn.
You have incredible insight, Adam. I’ve never had a boyfriend, never had a breakup, but I’ve been through more than my fair share of hardships. My dad died just over a year ago, and ever since then I’ve relied on your music to get me through. It’s comforting to know that your music is happy and silly (most of the time) and I can dance like a moron and feel better.
What am I trying to say here? I have no idea. I just ramble on and on, and somehow in the end it makes sense. At least I hope.
There’s an incredible sense of lonliness when I look at a picture of my wonderful dad.
I just can’t believe he’s gone sometimes.
Adam here’s a virtual hug. Heaven knows hugs work magic.
((((((((((((((((((((((THISISYOUADAM))))))))))))))))))))))
Everything WILL be OK. Don’t ask me how I know. But when you show such confidence in your Lord I know that everything will work out according to his plan.
Love, Rachael.
inkdeathgirl.blogspot.com
Thank you so much.
i wish i can meet a guy just like you,to be with you is impossible,i knew that,so i really wish i could find a guy like you!
I’m just going to say, I just about cried when I saw the Lonely Lullaby picture at the bottom.
Her. She… Just… Agh, I can’t put words in it.
You really loved her.
“Missing someone is like a bad dream you can’t wake yourself up from.”
Well said; I know exactly how you feel. Dreams are the only escape but its torture to wake up.
“the scary thing is that I’m not sure where the finish line lies, or if I’m even pointed in the right direction.”
We all lose our way now and again, don’t we? But don’t let that be an excuse; stay on that straight and narrow. Don’t you dare stray off into the wide path–I’d very much like to dance with you in heaven one day. :)
Lonely in the night is when I often think of your mysterious yet lovely blog. I really think that there should be a word that describes such beautiful words as yours, not a rhyme, not a poem, hmm…maybe you should invent one like you did others before — I loved those posts! :)
You know, actually you maybe don’t, but I wish sometime I was more than just a fan. Sometimes, a lot of times, I wish my posts would actually mean something more than ‘just another post’, you know? A friend that can share a muddle of words that actually you want to listen to, and its not the same old thing. I love how you consider your fans your friends — I think it’s so sweet, but how I would love to actually sit down over a cup of sweet coffee with you and, well, just talk. Nothing in particular, just like old buddies would chat to one another…. My heart heaves a sigh of bitter-sweetness when I think of you, bitter, because I will never be able to talk to you — I’ll just have to wait until I see you in Heaven, I guess. Then I would thank God for giving you such a gift, and you for blessing so many people with it.
I guess I should stop… Even though I don’t want to.
Good bye, see you when ‘He returns or calls us home’, far above the starry canopy of all the galaxies and shinning angles.
I miss you, If it’s at all possible since I have not even said one word to except for a scream at the top of my lungs to you in concert.
OK, I stop. :(
Dear Adam:
First, I want to thank you for an eye-opening heart-healing evening in Pomona! My mom bought me the tickets as a belated birthday present…so I extended the belated birthday present theme right into the concert. You see, I had asked several people to attend this event with me, but all turned me down…so I decided to take the only person that made it happen for me…my mom. She loves your music too & encourages me to look for the deeper meaning & to find the joy of the Lord in what you express through music! I have been listening to all of the songs that you played on stage this past Saturday night…since that evening I have had a hard time sleeping, until my mom gave me the insight to sleep is to allow my dreams of that special place in time to take me places that I have never been…to hear things that I have never heard before…to feel emotions & electrical currents & sound waves move through me – to touch me in ways I have never experienced! I can’t say that it is easier to get to sleep, but the sweet anticipation of my coming slumber brings a joy that is layered with excitement & contentment all rolled into one. So hard to describe – Yes?
Well, the belated birthday present was left with your person that manned the merchandise table. A red bag with hearts – an ocean seafoam envelope, perfectly square, with a descriptive birthday greeting hand printed inside. Which brings me to the question: your last line of your post reads – ‘Still, that scarf had a charm of its own and that makes me feel a bit better about things.’ – is this a singular description of the contents of the red heart bag? I can only hope that it is & anticipate your repeated laughter over the referenced line from ‘Deer In The Headlights’. My mom is the one that included the picture…her belated birthday present to you. ‘The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain.’
May the grace of Our Lord & Savior, Jesus Christ, be with you now & forever…In Truth & Love,
Audrey Marie
You, Adam, have a brilliant mind.
you are amazingly talented. Everything you write is beautiful. I wish I could hug you, but i’m thousands of miles away, so here’s a virtual one!
Adam, you’re sappy, sweet, talented and whimsical. Everything you write is mellifluous. In other words, YOU’RE AWESOME.
I really should have learned to keep myself away from this blog. That is simply because it makes me feel uncomfortable, because it makes my heart ache, because there just is so much beauty in this world that I can’t take it all. I tend to miss people I’ve known. Right now there’s someone literally on the other side of the world that I have feelings for and I just can’t wait to see him – sadly, even though I know I might be that kind of girl that he could fall in love with, I’m so scared that eventually he won’t. That maybe here between now and the moment when we meet, he has found himself a nice little girl with whom he plans to spend the rest of his life. Foolish, this feeling of mine might be, but I can’t help it. The worst part is, I van never be quite certain he ever pays a thought for me.
Still, i will keep on reading this. It’s somewhat comforting to know there’s someone else out there too who tends to twist the web of reverie around them.
Dear Adam,
I wish I could compose something like this. Even if I did, yours would exceed mine. It’s brilliant how you write material like this, and I love to read it.
This is similar to Woolgathering and Hercules Goes Bananas. I love it! I wish I could be like you. I really do.
Tom
Dear Adam, I love your group, adore you ♥ ! But what a pity you’re just giving 1 concert in France (Paris) and the other fans from other cities, how can they manage to see you ? When are you coming to my place (Lyon) ? ^^
Sorry for my english, I’m not good at languages hi hi hi…
You are brilliant!
adam,
i quite don’t know what to say. I was stunned by what I have read, and I can quite relate to what you wrote. “It was all a dream.” It feels so sad thinking how we should all move on after something. Well, Adam, we know you really LOVED her, and thanks for sharing this with us. We’re always by you’re side.
love,
justin
That was beautiful, Adam. Really, really beautiful. I don’t know what more to say. I hope that someday you find a nice girl who can give you the love that you deserve (Everyone deserves to be loved).
I know I’ve said this before, but thank you so much for your music. I recently danced to Fireflies with this awesome guy. We both adore the song and were singing it the entire time. I think of that night every time I hear it now. :)
Julie :)
Woooowwwwwwwww…….
That was frankly amazing.
i felt the emotion(s). right now, i feel sad. i don’t know. i hope to read a happier posts from you. it’s not that i don’t like this one post of yours, but my thoughts will be in peace if i will read something that will tell me you are happy. anyway, it’s your post so just don’t mind ^.^ i am just hoping to hear happy thoughts from my favorite singer. you are a living inspiration for me ^.^ God bless you.
I don’t have many words to express how very good your writing is, but it means a lot to me that you do not forget Him even through all the fame.
Thanks for the example,
Your Sister in Christ
Dear Adam,
I have to say… I look forward to these blogs in an insane way. XD
I LOVE reading the sort of writing that makes me think of Wonderland and the Looking Glass and things of that nature… And your writing always takes me there. :)
Everything that you do is so inspired… And inspiring! But I just feel like… I feel like you’re the kind of person that has so many wonderful and incredible thoughts that you just HAVE to put them somewhere! And that’s why your music, lyrics, blogs, and pictures are all so much more phenomenal than that of other people. :)
I’d love to meet you sometime, so that we could just talk. :)
You seem like that kind of guy that would make a fantastic older brother! :)
I mean… I already have a lovely older brother, and three younger sisters, and a younger brother… But I’m always open to having more family!! XD
Anyway… I could ramble on for absolute ages, but instead I think I’ll just find a way to write to you. :) Hmm… Time to be a Sneaky Owl and find an address… :D
Have a blessed week! :)
Your sister in Christ,
HP
It really surprises me how you can come up with all these random, yet incredibly detailed writings. I have tried numerous times to come with something even half as random and half as creative as the posts you have written, but it never works out. God has given you an incredible talent of writing, and keep using it for His glory!
Btw, I am incredibly pleased with “All Things Bright and Beautiful” and Galaxies has recently become my new fave. I think it’s awesome how you include so much about the Lord in your songs, and your stand of faith has really encouraged me! Keep it up!
I pray that the Lord will continue to guide your steps and provide you with wisdom as you continue to walk in His love each day of your life. If you read this, I encourage you to keep growing in His Word and living your life for Him! Jesus is the Light of the world, and it’s our job to direct others to that Light. Thank you for glorifying Him in your songs and actions, and for guiding others to Him.
Praying for you,
Amanda
Love the way you describe things! You create such awesome pictures with your words. :)
Since I read this blog almost every week, this lyric should sum up my thoughts:
“Every (Tuesday) morning you give me a new day to dream/
And you dream with me.” -JJ Heller, “Tell It Again” :)
God Bless you always,
JP
A toast to all the people in our lives that will be missed!
*Clink*
Oh, Adam.
My only wish after reading this was that it never stopped. The world you transport me to through your writing is somewhere I could stay in forever.
If only.
Truly beautiful.
i love this!! thank you!!
What you write is beautiful, this is just like a wonderful painting that should be hanged in a museum.
By the way why there are people commenting on the blog more than the blog itself ??? It’s a little bit weird!!
<3 <3 <3
OK, that’s it….for crying out loud….write a book!!! Write a book, write a boooook..
(www.lulu.com) is great to self publish!
See you in Chicago in a couple days! I’m bringing my 8 year old daughter who dances around the room singing all the songs.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2c18AyThKoE&feature=related
Adam,
thank you for such an amazing night here in the great state of Texas. It was my little brother’s first concert and he absolutely loved it. It was enchanting to meet you(: keep up the stupendous, fantastic, inspirational, glorious writing.
Love with truth,
Taylor
Dear Adam,
I know you will probably not read this. But anyway, the story is amazing. And I love the pictures as well, especially the one with the birds. But I was wondering, who is this Laura? I think you’ve mentioned her before… I really love the way you write. It’s so… Dreamy and lovely. Thank you very much for all your beautiful blogs.
~Heleen
Adam, that was beautiful. Dreamy and lovely.
I’m coming to your concert in Austin tonight, looking forward to it so much!!! :)
D’aw Sounds like your in love Mr Young!
Wow no one can confuse or delight me like u can lol…
I have no idea what you just said, yet something within me knows it was intelligent a quite eloquent of you to share it with us.
Thank you again Adam, for being you!
Dear Adam Young,
You’re an amazing person. Courtney’s right about dreams, though. And I know what being lonely feel’s like. Don’t worry, hang in there, and maybe you’ll find someone. And hopefully, me too, honestly. You have the best fans, did you know that?
Couldn’t we all meet you someday? Sometime before heaven? I know you’re shy, but people can change. When I was little, I had no friends and bad social skills, and now I work as an usher, talking to people all the time. And we so want to talk to you, just as much as Charlie wanted to go to Willie Wonka’s chocolate factory. More. Think about it, please.
I love the way you write Adam. It flows perfectly like Neapolitan ice cream mixed together. I really enjoy reading entry after entry on your blog site. Never stop writing :’)
You probably have the best writing skills of any person I’ve known.
You make the words spin themselves like silk into the tapestry, like stars into a constellation. Every word comes together like snowflakes to build winter.
Sorry if this sounds weird, but I love your writing. If I could even be half as good as you, I’d consider it a job well done.
Thank you.
Your concert last night in Austin at ACL was just amazing. Beautiful, phenomenal, earsplitting (but it’s a good thing), sweet, just plain old Owl City awesomeness. We all love you! :)
awww! Adam do you need a hug? try looking up the lyrics to “I Run to Christ” its a favorite song of mine with super comforting words. We never have to be lonely cause God is always with us at our side holding our hand.
I was watching Alphas the other day, and i was thinking about you.<333 Not to creep you out.
Awwwww! That was cute! I loved it, and i get it ALL now. I’m you have to suffer with this hole in your heart. But think about Go will bring little miss perfect soon!
I hope all is well and you keep on going!
God Bless!
~love laurianna <3
Dearest Adam,
I was having a discussion with my best friend Lauren a few days ago. She claimed that she was a bigger Owl City fan than I was, which I adamently denied. We were still glowering at each other when your song Kamikaze came on my CD. I closed my eyes, sighed, and began to sing along. I must have been rather zoned out, because next thing I knew, the song was over and Lauren had her hands in the air, saying, “YOU WIN.” At any rate, I absolutely love your writing, your singing, your perspectives on life and Christ. I thought you were wonderful before I even found out you were a Christian, then I found out, then I about passed out.
You should post more photos. What kind of camera do you have????? On another topic, as Laurianna said, God will bring your perfect girl along, in His time. As much as I’d like to be her, I’m not. :) Somehow I don’t think you would be okay with marrying a starry-eyed teenaged girl, but I can dream, can’t I?
Much love,
Marizona
(The girl with the blue flower up in her ponytail)
Checked out your entry AGAIN today. Wishing for a reply. Someday I hope you do find my letter, it would be a dream come true.<3
I WILL NEVER GIVE UP!!!!
From your fellow Water Bottle Moose.
PS I have a buddy in Australia with a kickin' blog-you should check it out!!! We met over your blog! So thanks!
http://www.orangeintheovercast.blogspot.com
Adam, this is beautiful! An amazing insight into the way your mind works and the method of how you become inspired with writing songs..
Your music means a lot to people, including me. You have no idea how close to my heart your songs are..
I would love to meet you and give you a massive hug, you deserve it.. <3
From Sophie..
(Long time Owl Citizen.. Big hugs from my friend Katie as well! We stay really connected through your music! THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU! xx)
Holy cow, I’m gunna cry!
Keep looking Adam, she’s out there, God’s got mrs. perfect waiting for you, don’t give up hope:)
Prayen For You!:)
CarrieLYnn
Adam,
You’re epic.
Love ya. I hope you continue to have righteous dreams. I hope you find the right firl sometime soon.
May the Force be with you,
Pip84
P.S. my birthday’s soon, and I hope to talk to you, either on facebook or twitter. LOVEEE YOUUUUU!!
Are you on painkillers still? Or do you have lucid dreams? But I suppose that at least means you’re probably sleeping, so that could be good for you. Also, I like pandora’s box of pigeons & hope you have some peaceful refreshing sleep soon.
Dear Adam…
I know you probably won’t take the time to read this. I see how many comments you get. But I wanted to leave one and if you read it that’d be…great. First off I love your blog. You write with amazing technique and I’ve printed some of your posts so I can read them whenever. Second off…this Saturday, also known as tomorrow, your going to be in concert in St. Paul, Minnesota, which is where I live. I’m only thirteen so I can’t drive. I tried to buy tickets but my parents said I needed someone to go with me, and no one would.
I really wanted to see you. It would’ve meant the entire world to my adolescent brain. Your songs are undescribable. They relate to everything I’ve gone through, and help me get through them as well. I really think your brilliant. I love you and I wish I could see you.
Come back to St. Paul soon. :)
Lots of love,
Maddy
It is always a pleasure to take a peek into the world that you have weaved in your mind. ^^
Adam,
When I read you’re blog, and listen to you’re music…I feel, hope. And joy. First, that there are actually AMAZING guys out there, like you, for us Catholic girls. And second, that I feel like, even though I don’t even know you as a person, I feel like you’re someone to look up to. Someone told me once that you were Catholic, and I’m not sure or not if that’s true, but if you are, that just makes its so much more wonderful. I know you probably don’t see or read all of your comments, and I know you don’t respond to any of them. But if I ever had the extraordinary chance to meet you, I would be crying. Because even though I haven’t listened to you’re music, or read your writings until recently, I feel like you know me, and my feelings. The way you are in concert, and in your music and blog, makes me want to be your best friend haha, and give you a big hug. Thank you for being you, and thank God every day ( I know you do ) that you have such AMAZING talent. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a devout, holy person…
Marissa
Adam, thanks for just putting all your thoughts out there. Your so real :) Everytime I read your blog I feel like I know you better.
Just to let you know, my friend and I adore you :) We love your music and you were one of our main topics of conversation last night. I hope thats not creepy hahaha. We went to bed singing your songs and woke up singing them :)
“I BEL-EEEIVE there are angels a-rrround your vicinity-eeee!, “sang the infamous Adam Young in his signature sing-songy voice.
Alas: I have “Coincidence No. 2″
I played the goofan today and tried finding a lone word that described the way an artists sings, with you especially because ’tis rather unique. Soooo, I Google it (of course I google who doesn’t, although I’ve explored Bing and they hold interest for me with the informative photos).
Following me? Continuing on…so I’m-a typanin’ and I’m-a clickanin’ and there I scrolled down a little bitty bit and there-! Right there was an option asking “What About Angels?”
This is getting a little bizarre, Adam. This is where all of the data in the universe meets at one, center point and everything is full of clarity and sense, but…I’m still at a blurry kookoo loss.
What is going on with these unyielding coincidences life throws, no HURLS, at us everyday? Whoever said “the Lord works in mysterious ways” honestly had a knack for understatements. I love that about Him though. He’s so elusive, makes Waldo look like cold spaghetti in comparison. I have to thank you for, in your own special way, bringing me closer to Christ. It is something I value above all else and thoroughly am in ecstacy at times just looking at the sun.
I wonder if you actually read through all these. I am pouring my thoughts onto your blog instead of my own personal journal. An oh well kind of moment came and passed at that realization.
Your distant friend,
Melissa
Your words are beautiful, Adam. They bring tears to my eyes. I love Gandalf too :) Being a dork is a good thing. I think it is adorable that you leave the lights on so it seems as if someone is expecting you. It is nice to feel expected. It’s a good idea on your part :) Beautiful Writing. I love all your posts. Your brilliant, Adam. Don’t ever forget that. Anyone who says goodbye to you is insane.
Love,
Your Adoring Admirer
I really like the flow of the writing in this post and the pictures give it good perspective. I like it :)
It began to snow here 10 minutes ago, and I can’t stop thinking about you and your Peppermint Winter song (even if we are nowhere near Christmas)
haha I never have snow in my town, and I’ve been complaining the whole winter that it hasn’t been cold enough. I’m so happy!
@Dellie
SNOWING??? Whereabouts are you in the world? It’s summer and beaming hot in Canada.
ALSO-CALLING ALL HOOT OWLS!!!-A super nice, awesome ninja friend of mine from Australia has a really great, funny, creative, well written blog and she has very kindly posted my letter to Adam Young! If anybody knows a sneaky way of getting the letter to him, or feels like reading the letter and many other OWL-some entries, check this bog out!!
http://orangeintheovercast.blogspot.com/
That’s beautiful Adam, really you’re a really amazing writer. And you’re songs are wondrous as well, truly inspirational to many people out there. By the way, I know that it takes a while to get over a break-up especially if you really love someone, but rest assured give it some time and you will find some totally awesome girl.
Your Friend,
Laura
PS: You were outstanding in concert. Words can’t describe how much it rocked.
@Lorelei
I’m from Argentina. It is so sad I’m so far away… And nobody knows the awesomeness of Owl City around here, such a shame, they don’t play this kind of music on the radio… I got to know it when I was travelling.
I would love to go to a concert, but it seems impossible that Adam comes here one day. I have hope though..one day, one day…
Hey Adam, I kind of doubt you will read this, but I felt it necessary to say something anyway.
I live in a small town called Le Sueur that is about 40 minutes away from your hometown (Do you know of it?… anyway) With that being said, I really appreciate your humbleness, selflessness, and over all down-to-earth mentality that goes hand-in-hand with growing up in towns like these.
I love having a sense of commonality with the musicians/artists that I take interest in. Along that same note, I experience insomnia too. (I have no idea how it compares with you, however.) Your songs truly speak to me in ways that no other can express (not to mention, they help me sleep when I am having the utmost difficulty in doing so). Thank you for making music like you do.
Christian Hahn
I was re-reading this post and I realized where you need to go from here. Forward. Just keep going forward, even if it hurts right now, because I promise it will get better.
@Dellie
It’s OK, there aren’t many Owl City fans round here either! Myself, two very good friends and about 5 other people I know love it, and nobody as much as me. I actually get teased a lot. >_< We were lucky enough to have a concert close though…keep dreaming! I'm sure you will get to see him someday! And at least you'll always know how OWLsome Adam Young is! HOOT OWLS UNITE!!!
Dear Adam,
I know there’s probably no chance you’ll ever get to read
this but even if i have a 1 in 1,000 chance i want to send
it to you.
i went to your concert at the fillmore in denver colorado, i
flew from dallas tx just to see you. ever since 2007 ive
been the biggest fan of your music, being a very lonely and
introverted kid it kind of gave me an escape to the world i
lived in. not only that, but it made me see how beautiful
things really are in the world.. i could sit down outside
and listen to your music for hours just admiring nature,
admiring everything that was around me.
when i was at your concert, just before you came onstage, my boyfriend of almost 3 years called me, someone told him a bunch of lies saying i cheated on him and bleh bleh bleh…. being 1,000 miles away from him it was hard to talk.. my mom worked so hard to find me owl city tickets and it was breaking her heart to see me cry. i only get 2 weeks a year to visit with her and our special day was ruined…everytime i called him he’d just hang up on me out of frustration and anger. your concert was supposed to be the happiest day of my life and it just turned into a nightmare.. this guy was my world, and believe me i mean my WORLD. being an artist all my paintings were of me and him, everything reminded me off him, and what hurt the most, your music reminded me of him. when you came onstage and started to play… every song hit me like a train to the heart. you’re my hero and you were right in front of me but it was so hard to enjoy it knowing the man i loved was trying to find another girl to get with to “get back at me” but i knew there was nothing i could do to stop him.
so i tried for an escape. i took in every word you sang and i screamed it at the top of my lungs..
i cried my eyes out and screamed.
“reality is a lovely place, but i wouldnt want to live
there.”
everything you sang hit me like a tidalwave.
id finally stop crying and id start up all over again,
because everything youd say i felt like you were talking to
me.
and when i felt like i couldnt feel any lower you said
something that made me stop and think….
“if the bombs go off the sun will still be shining…
because we’ve heard it said that every mushroom cloud has a silver lining”
when i heard that i stopped. as upset and hurt i was that i
was losing my love from a lie, i had to just breathe.
there had to be something good out of this. something had to give. i had to be strong, like you, and just take this all
in and be positive. maybe something good would come out of it…. so i just breathed deep and took every word you said to the heart, i let it flow through my veins, go into every artery, and flow to my brain. you had no idea i even
exsisted and i felt you were speaking right to me.. i felt
like you knew me and i knew you. it was dumb.. i know, but
it literally saved my life….
Adam, you’re an inspiration to me.
you taught me to live and take in everyday anew.
i listen to all of your music daily, and when i feel sad or
shy or alone, your music fills my heart and makes me feel
like YOU’RE here with me, that you feel how i do and that
you care.. it’s kinda silly but i really feel like you
personally got to meet me.
after the concert i wanted to run out to the back where your busses were and hopefully get to tell you all of this, ask for advise, but it was pouring rain, it definatly matched my mood real well..
but you know, afew days later me and my boyfriend finally
talked. he brought a girl over but couldnt even kiss her
because he couldnt stop thinking of me. we eventually got
back together and no we have both realized the things we do to hurt each other and it’s all stopped. he treats me better than he ever has and he cherishes me now, like i do him. because anything can happen at anytime and we could lose each other. no ones going to take care of us but ourselves so we need to love each other, and love ourselves.
you were right.
if the bombs go off the sun will still be shining.
every mushroom cloud has a silver lining.
out of this horrible situation, we learned to change for the
better, we learned to love each other and be kinder.
Adam i dearly want to thank you, you gave me hope in a dark situation and you’ve saved my life on multiple accounts.
i wish i could thank you in person i truely do.
you’re my hero and everyday i wake up, put on “early birdy” and begin my day.
i live for me, for everyone who didnt get to live to 17, and
i live because of you.
sorry for the long letter but every word needed to be said.
im blessed to have gotten to meet you through your music.
please write me back so i know if you got this letter. itd
mean the world to me, Adam. i just want to know that YOU
know what you’ve done for me.
Love,
an introverted texas girl,
Sadie Groom.
p.s.
im going to send this to afew of your sites such as your
email, blog and idk what else.
i dont have a facebook so idk how to get ahold of you so ima try afew things.
thanks again Adam, you’re an inspiration to my art, my love
and my life.
Really don’t post much more of these things.
And Peter Pan couldn’t stay young forever.
Speaking of gandalf…
This is an electronic lotr song created by a friend of mine who really admires your music.
http://www.myspace.com/INDYisCHILL
Adam, can you please do me a favor and write a book? I swear I’ll be the first to buy it ;)
Be dorky. It’s funny. Your awkward dancing on stage is so awesome. It’s funny because it makes me giggle because that’s how i thought you would dance if that doesn’t sound to creepy. but anyways I pray that some day a new beautiful and totally Jesus loving girl comes into your life then you won’t be so sad. I hope that you have a wonderful day. I know that though it’s hard one day, you’ll meet that girl be starstruck and then she’ll look over and smile then you’ll introduce your self and then happy ever afters :)
Twooooo relient k references that were likely unintentional – just throwin that out there ! Love it, though.
Some of your fans really creep me out.
But I also think it’s cool how much God totally uses you towards his own glory, through them, if you look for it..
P.S. you should probably write a book someday. Just a thought.
You should stop writing like this… it makes me fall in love with you every time more and more. It is not fair at all!
Es terriblemente hermoso, no consigo imaginar un chico más maravilloso que tú.
Yes, I agree with you, Adam. It’s nice when there’s someone expecting us. But, I just can’t find that someone yet.
By the way, it’s nice to read your loooonngggg post… :)
Oh, Adam. I never comment on your posts but I thought I’d comment on this one. I always read your blog as soon as you post it. I came back and reread this one and just had to inform you that you have touched my heart in an unexplainable way. You are a lovely young lad and I must admit, I have the biggest crush I have ever had on anyone on you. You’re way with words constantly astounds me. You are always so honest and your music and words have gotten me through one of the toughest times of my life recently. I have had my heartbroken like the dumb girl that I am. I got vulnerable too quickly and let my guard down but your words have helped me. I went to church camp about 3 weeks ago, which was almost immediately after I realized what he had done. I couldn’t get him off my mind, and to be frank, he is still an everpresent thought, though I am working on that. “I remember holding hands with her in the dark.” For some strange reason, that line killed me. I remember the same thing about him. Feeling like that moment could last forever and I’d be okay with it. He hurt me in a way that I can’t explain and he shows no remorse. I am still forgiving him and, honestly, myself for letting this happen. I’m currently healing and getting back on God’s path for me. I have realized and discussed His plans for me for something greater that what I thought I deserved. “My two-stroke heart is pumping double-time and I’m running faster than my legs can carry me, but the scary thing is that I’m not sure where the finish line lies, or if I’m even pointed in the right direction.” I don’t know where the finish line is but all I know is that I’m working on pleasing Him with my life right now. If your musical career ever fails you, (though I can’t imagine it would. You are talented beyond fairness.) you could always be a writer. Your words have a soothing effect that takes away the burn of a deep cut called heartache. I ache for many things but one of the most wrenching things is for you to come to Alabama. Please visit us soon. Your visit would be a welcome one. If you do get to visit, remember me, Rachel, and ask for me! I have always admired you for your ambitions. You follow the Lord unapologetically and gracefully. Sincerely, your healing, heartbroken, enamored, enormous fan, Rachel. P.S., I’m sure you don’t read this, but on the slim chance you do, I think I love you. Marry me? (: Have a wonderful life.
I want to cry now. And that is such a girl thing, But I don’t care. It’s beautiful. I was never a huge crush-y total girl-y fan, But I really think that you are one of the most dreamy writers ever. I’m sure you hear this a lot, though. I know that God has a wonderful girl for you somewhere. And even if he doesn’t, With one blog you have touched the lives of so many lonely girls and gave them a glimpse of a wonderful relationship that they can dream of. You gave them true love in so few words. Reality is a lovely place, But this is so much better. I’m suprised that an insomniac’s dreams can be so beautiful and vivid. Sleepers miss this because they dream so often, it’s not always as special for them, I think. Dreams are a gift from God. Even the nightmares. Thank you for the sunshine in my day.
Don’t worry, Adam; I’m a dork too :)
hmmm. is the beginning & title a Relient K reference? or just a coincidence?
Hey Adam! I always look forward to your blogs! :)
adam, have you read the moomin books by tove jansson? you really should.
i had a dream last night and you were in it. really cool. i wish you were my friend in real life too, haha! (no, really)
This is insanely beautiful. You are so very talented, and your way with words is something most people can only aspire to. I saw you in concert the other night, and the only songs that have been going through my head since then are the ones you sang, and they never fail to make me smile. Thank you
God knows if your eyes will ever make their way through this comment. It feels as though I am leaving a message for you on a piece of sand and throwing it onto a beach that I cannot see the end of.
“Sometimes I purposefully forget to turn the lights out when I leave so that when I return home, it feels like someone is expecting me.”
I read over this sentence more times than I’ll say. Adam, your words bring me home. Regardless of surroundings, or quickly changing moods, your voice always carries me back to a place of calm.
I appreciate you.
Mahalo,
A
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Reading this was like sliding down rainbows and being away from my reality for a time. I love how your music makes me feel. And I love your passionate outlook on things. May Christ continue to live in you and do very wonderful things indeed :)
Reading this, I wonder if you really felt like this on the day this entry was published. And now I’m wondering if there’s even a slim chance of you reading this comment. :) Either way, I find it ironic that July 25, 2011 was the day I attended your concert in the Houston House of Blues. I just thought I should say that it was wonderful to see you. I regret that I didn’t have a camera. *sad face* Either way, it was a truly inspiring experience and I can’t wait to hear more of your work. Keep dreaming, Adam, your music can save lives.
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Cheer up, Buttercup!!!!!
Adam i know how you feel, one whole year of bliss takes me away to other worlds i have never been in, i always wonder what if but i cant do that anymore. its eating up my life and sucking it dry. leaving me an empty shell of nothing.
the more i think about him the more i want to disappear, go into the world that was years away. i still care about him and i don’t know what to do. i feel like everything that was me is gone erased.
im sitting over this keyboard crying my eyes out reading this post. because i know what that feeling is, but i cant say if it gets better. for me it just got worse and worse. now i cant even feel anything. i just got burned to a point of no return.
that what i get when i let my heart out leaving it exposed.
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