A few days ago, I received an email, with a link to a song and all it said was, “thought of you when I heard this song”. I have no idea who it is from. But oddly it is a song I have not heard in a long time. After having played it, I can’t stop thinking about it and can’t get the song out of my head.
Have you had days like that, where a song is stuck in your head ? Well the ironic part is that, as I sit at the coffee shop the words ringing in my head, it comes on the radio. I can’t believe my ears, I think maybe it is my imagination. I stop my typing to pay close attention and lo and behold it is that song.
As much as I have attempted to figure out the hidden meaning of the song, I for now give up and continue to enjoy it.
We had snow today ! Ok, well let me rephrase that, we had a sprinkling of snow or maybe it is called flurries, no matter what, there was some white stuff covering my car.
I walked outside to clean my car to find that a good Samaritan had already beat me to it. I have no clue who would have done their good deed for the day, but I was thankful for that. I am going to assume that I must have a secret admirer, seems a more exciting thought, than it was just someone wanting to do a good deed.
I have the day off from work to catch up on some much-needed writing projects. However, the thought of staying home and writing somehow seems far from appealing. I am not sure what it is, but I find that I write better when I am away from my usual surroundings. It might be that coffee gets my mind flowing and brain cells activated, no matter what, it is either the coffee or that I am surrounded by people on their computers, that does something to motivate me.
As much as I have a list of to do or to write in front of me, I instead as usual start writing on here. I don’t know why I find it hard to focus on what I should be doing, but instead always find something to distract me.
Well maybe if I finish writing this post, I can find myself doing what I have to do. That is assuming I don’t get hungry and start thinking of food. Ok better not even mention the word food or type the word food, because my brain is automatically going to start wondering about food.
No thoughts of food…no thoughts of food…no thoughts of food.
I am going to keep saying that to myself, while my stomach rumbles and I watch everyone around me devour hot tantalizing sandwiches. Ok ok…no thoughts of food.
Where was I ; food or song, that is tough debate between myself for now. I guess I better go back to the song being stuck in my head and hopefully thoughts of food will disappear. (I type while saying, ‘don’t think of food, don’t think of food’.)