Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Quote, unquote
A while ago, the lyrics of a song kept running through my head, so persistently that I googled possible causes. Best answer was that it is a defense mechanism to keep you from thinking of some dreaded reality. The song was "Hallelujah." Sounds religious, but I don't know what "They say that there's a god above, but all I've ever learned from love is how to shoot somebody who outdrew you," has to do with religion. Anyway, my inner voice has finally moved on from the plight of hearing about someone tied to the kitchen chair to thoughts of quotations, familiar or not. Now when I'm driving alone in my car, I hear: "Hey, Lenny, I just tried a new shampoo---want to feel how soft my hair is," and "Wow, Phinney, you were able to climb way up in that tree; now let's see if you can balance on that limb without hanging on to anything." Oh, well, nobody ever said love was a victory march, did they?
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