I’m going nowhere….?
First, I cannot stop listening to the Blakes – Little Whispers EP. Fantabulous. In a sunny, shake your booty ’cause it is spring, indie rockin’ kinda thing…(this is why I do not write reviews…) Let me give it a better try: like the Strokes, the Killers, et al. Uhm. But better. IMO.
Second, Ripple – The Church. Zipping through my head this morning in the shower as I scrubbed and generally contemplated the Eyebrow Appointment I have at 11. If you had eyebrows such as mine you would have an appointment too. (“Another little glitch in continuity – Like you were a ripple in my memory”)
Ripple – the best metaphor/analogy that I have seen for this death/grief/flip on my axis….
A stone skipping across a pond…ripples, dense, then not so dense, but always there…
And death; simply sleep, until it is time to wake again. That doesn’t sound so terrible.
So yeah, those things, along with planning a long weekend in Seattle, trying to get my freebies out today, and still casting on *numerous* objects to wear over this Betsey Johnson dress he bought me. Last night I even contemplated crochet. This morning? Can I sew something? Sigh. By tomorrow I’ll just be grabbing something online and begging for priority shipment…
(the pressure, the pressure….I still miss you….)