the news from my bed
Well, the books have been shipped, the bags have been packed, the promises to call whispered, and the taxi's come and gone. I'm reading an Agatha Christie novel, already knowing that it was Miss Scarlett, on the terrace, with a Mauser pistol. Mostly, though, l'm listening, over and over again to this song that keeps showing up in various places and guises, most recently via S and Phantom.
Listen to it for yourself and see if the same lines that keep running through my mind start to echo in yours:
Who do you need? Nobody.
You're lucky nobody's around.
And, in fact, I do feel almost lucky as the stillness settles slowly, falling like the velvet curtain marking the end of the second act and the start of the long intermission.
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Sometimes I certainly too also appreciate silence and enough privacy to read a good book alone in bed.
I hope you'll have more days like that than the opposite in the coming weeks.
I was just thinking almost the opposite - who do I need? Someone. As I was laying here at my brother's feeling sick to my stomach and wishing I had someone to take care of me. I thought I had gotten over that, since I've never had anyone to do that, but, I still miss it anyway. Sometimes more intensely than others.
My huz is leaving first thing tomorrow, but only for four days. And I don't think I'll get much stillness. I am sure there will, however, be a number of songs played on repeat.
Well, I hope you are doing okay alone. It sounds good at first, but then it can kind of drag over time.
Keep busy in real life my dear, and not just work and blogs. Friends can be a fun distraction from all the craziness.
so...when are you coming to visit, now that you're temporarily single?
The ones that run through my head are "you cried in your bath/cried so hard that you laughed."
There's probably some diagnostic value there.
Z. likes the lines about the cake, the mouse, and the snow, for the record. Also, the word "gorgeous."
Thanks for the link!
"To misconstrue the point of view Socratic / life is a painful, stammered-out, emphatic / enunciation of the word goodbye."
(Schnackenberg again)
Let it be bookended with hellos.
i hope you enjoy some lovely alone time
Covet this time to yourself.
love the song! enjoy your alone time.
I'm enjoying alone time in bed too today. In part it's self induced due to the wretched hangover I had this morning, however I'm also just enjoying it now. I have no jobs to do and everything I want to do today, knitting, reading, going on the internet can be done from my nice warm bed!
(Madly opening other window so I can download that song onto iDevice) (love it! Cake all over your face? Another banner year? That would be me. Along with the friends who don't call.)
Take some time to do something crazy that you normally would not -- an extremely sugary breakfast, ice cream for dinner, a day spent at the multiplex drifting from one film to another. Wishing you well.
Do you know that this is the first time I actually played the song? Despite seeing it at both S's and Phantom's before. Lame, I know.
I hope the intermission is just long enough to be restful and interesting in itself, and that the third act brings levity, joy, and happiness. Not too much to ask, is it?
Alone time is nice. I hope you enjoy it.
Enjoy your intermission.
I can't answer your question, because it's not the words but the music that ever gets stuck in my head. Because I just don't hear the words...wired differently.
can i send you something? just a silly little thing? if so send me your address. . .
Running on empty
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