One moment I was bitching about this day and in a strange turn of whirlpool events, today seemed to drain off into a vacuum between chores and phone calls.
On a scale of dead and decaying, I'd place me at a rigor mortis, that is to say I'm extraordinarily tired and weirdly not too sleepy.
My mind isn't alert enough to read a book, and my eyes aren't heavy enough to call it a night.
Perhaps some music might be a soothing remedy..in a weird twist of cosmic justice, or rather cosmic jinx or that old adage about two hearts beating as one and so forth, I'd come across the song 'war paintings' by myrrors just a few days back and was not only blown away but also regrettably found myself lacking any good narcotics..and made a mental note to fix this folly on my next visit to the homeland.
This song was only short of shooting chemical into my veins and man oh man did I fall in love with it and again when it showed up on my screen today.
How's this possible? Oh come on. It's a sign. You shouldn't ignore signs they say. Ah, I was positively radiant, and maybe this little ray of hopeful assurance, that perhaps we are walking similar paths made me light up..for today was a pretty dull day.
Sighs.
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