Walking around people here are mysteriously more human and warm than usual.
Y’know, just subtly. No big deal.
Walking around people here are mysteriously more human and warm than usual.
Y’know, just subtly. No big deal.
I hope that didn’t just jinx the good vibes.
It’s probably the Christmas music that has been playing since the week before Halloween ![]()
A couple of years ago I was eating lunch in a fast food place. At the table next to me were two package delivery guys. White Christmas was playing on the ceiling speaker.
One driver looks at the other driver and says, “You have a 2-thousand year old holiday and you can only come up with eleven different songs”.
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That’s funny to hear while I’m listening to Frank Zappa’s music, which is very different in comparison.
Another enigma. ![]()
Wond’ring aloud
How we feel today
Last night sipped the sunset
My hand in her hair
We are our own saviours
As we start both our hearts beating life
Into each other
Wond’ring aloud
Will the years treat us well
As she floats in the kitchen,
I’m tasting the smell
Of toast as the butter runs
Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
And I shake my head
And it’s only the giving
That makes you what you are