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LIVE, I love you but I'm not feeling what I was feeling last Sunday. Come on, man. I needed that. Don't hold out on me now.
While Stripes. Oh yeah. If anyone can get it going it's you. Dirty and raw.
Not doing it.
Oh shit. SHIT.
Don't even tell me it's not the music. Frick! Fricken fracken m frick fr. Sigh.
If the music doesn't do it then explain to me why I was feeling the way I was feeling last Sunday. It even spilled into Monday. I dreamed about it. I fell asleep with the songs in my head and woke up with them on my breath.
I'm listening to the same songs OVER and OVER and OVER but I'm just not there.
If it isn't the music then WHAT is it that's making me feel this way?
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Heather, you beautiful, wonderful sweet sensitive soul, you are on a winding journey that unfolds in its own way. At any given moment there is so much happening on a cellular level that you are not aware of. Love spills from you at every turn. You are light itself.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jannie. (What can a person say in response to such a kindness?) The feeling is mutual.
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