So here I am again writing. Ever hear a song on the radio
that for some reason brings, or almost brings a tear to your eyes? Well, just a
thing happened while I was driving home this morning. And that’s all I have to
say about that. OK, fine, the song was, “Torn between two lovers,” sang by Mary MacGregor. It
reached #1 on the pop charts in 1977. One reason I think it hit me was because
she just has a beautiful voice. Another reason might be because it reminded me
of a woman I was deeply in love with, my late wife Renee’. We talked about it
being possible to love two people at the same time. Not that either of us did,
just that neither of us saw a reason why it shouldn’t be possible. And thirdly
it might’ve panged my heart because I miss the feeling of being in love.
Ironically enough I just decided within the last couple of days not to
worry/think about that as much anymore. To just let it happen, or not, when/if
it does or doesn’t.
When I first arose out of bed this
morning I thought that I’d probably bed returning back to bed once I returned
back home, like I did on Tuesday morning, but I did not. On the way home I was
debating on whether or not to stop and get a cup of cappuccino at 7-11. That’s
when the gas gauge dropped to two lines, meaning I should probably get gas
either before or after picking-up my son this afternoon. However, taking the
eventual need to get gas soon into mind, I stopped at the aforementioned store,
went inside, filled a coffee cup, and told the attendant that I also needed
gas; using 2 stones to kill one bird, or the other way around. Now I’m debating
on whether or not to brew a pot of coffee. Decisions!
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