two times now it has happened that in the morning on public transportation on the way to work there have been people bursting into song...so emotional one can feel it in their stomach. the first one, and old man singing strong in some native african language, happened just after i completed a big big sneeze. in my thoughts, it was a blessing sung after a sneeze to keep the evil out and the soul in its place - of course this was self-centered and not the case, for his songs went on for half an hour...i suppose it could have been some sort of mucous opera of sorts, but these are just morning fantasies of mine and have no connection with reality whatsoever.
today - it was a crazy asian lady, talking to herself in one tone and answering in another - she sang and giggled as if a young girl, perhaps in love - at last in love with insects and worms as i know i was at an early age. her songs stopped the moment every seat was taken by the morning crowd, but her conversation/murmuring continued.
i wished for more songs - so happy - so much to live for, was her bliss and joy.
sometimes i get too bogged down to remember how amazing happy and care-free can be...i know this, and yet i let me trap meself anyhoo. crap.
in my mind i live in california
in my mind i spent some time with you
i watch the sun light up the ocean
and sit and pray that all my dreams come true
so don't play with me, unless it's for real
so don't stay with me...unless it's for real
i take a chance...give me one more try
a second glance...make me realise
that all i need is a master plan
to find a world that can understand
i will let you in on a little secret - i almost kicked the dishwasher this morning, hard. i am frustrated after moving, too tired to settle in proper and too frustrated with appliances to figure out how to use them. methinks the outlet is not working, something to test on the way home.
tt and i were spoiled by the last place, yes, redone to the extent of newness inside it was, our little bungalow of love - this one, my dears, is the fog house, and the inside is original...i must respect elders, yes. i must pay respect...perhaps i will bottom up a 40 of the back stairwell, perhaps i will burn a sacrificial ET in the fireplace...perhaps i will just sleep and sleep until there is no thursday.
