I sit here again with a fuzzy mind, listening to Isaac Hayes' performance of the theme from "Shaft".
Isn't it fascinating how people move in and out of your life. And maybe come back, but maybe not. Some you think are interesting, some not so interesting. Some it doesn't matter if you see them again, and others it just aches to think you'll never see them again.
Now it's the song "Everybody Plays the Fool".
And then sometimes there's nothing you can do to keep those whom you really might like, around. A very sad time indeed when that happens.
Family is always there. Friends you knew when you were a kid, it's very easy for them to come back, or for you to go back to them. Lives change, though. People move to other cities, not close anymore.
"phat beats" from "The General's Daughter". This song makes my heart feel heavy with dread.
A few years ago I would have thought it impossible to make any really really close new friends, at my age. That was probably the wrongest I've ever been about anything. Fate? Serendipidy? Circumstances draw us to other people sometimes, who knows how good a friend they might end up becoming when you first meet them.
"Sunshine of My Life" Stevie Wonder's masterpiece
This is probably way too pretentious for 2 o'clock in the morning. In February. In Winnipeg.
"Papa Was a Rollin' Stone" The Temptations.
My cat is 19 years old now. What am I going to do when he dies? Do I want another cat? Or should I have two again. Can I ever replace Isis, my cat who I had put down 6 years ago? Would I ever to be able to replace my Ozzie? I like kittens, though.
Why do people just simply seem to give up on other people? Is that really very fair? Depends on the circumstances, but gosh...
This is too long an entry for anyone to be interested getting through. It's going to be interesting for me to read tomorrow morning I bet.
Note to me:
No more. Give it up.
'It's hard to say what it is I see in you
Wonder if I'll always be with you
Words can't say
And I can't do
Enough to prove
It's all for you.'
Isn't it fascinating how people move in and out of your life. And maybe come back, but maybe not. Some you think are interesting, some not so interesting. Some it doesn't matter if you see them again, and others it just aches to think you'll never see them again.
Now it's the song "Everybody Plays the Fool".
And then sometimes there's nothing you can do to keep those whom you really might like, around. A very sad time indeed when that happens.
Family is always there. Friends you knew when you were a kid, it's very easy for them to come back, or for you to go back to them. Lives change, though. People move to other cities, not close anymore.
"phat beats" from "The General's Daughter". This song makes my heart feel heavy with dread.
A few years ago I would have thought it impossible to make any really really close new friends, at my age. That was probably the wrongest I've ever been about anything. Fate? Serendipidy? Circumstances draw us to other people sometimes, who knows how good a friend they might end up becoming when you first meet them.
"Sunshine of My Life" Stevie Wonder's masterpiece
This is probably way too pretentious for 2 o'clock in the morning. In February. In Winnipeg.
"Papa Was a Rollin' Stone" The Temptations.
My cat is 19 years old now. What am I going to do when he dies? Do I want another cat? Or should I have two again. Can I ever replace Isis, my cat who I had put down 6 years ago? Would I ever to be able to replace my Ozzie? I like kittens, though.
Why do people just simply seem to give up on other people? Is that really very fair? Depends on the circumstances, but gosh...
This is too long an entry for anyone to be interested getting through. It's going to be interesting for me to read tomorrow morning I bet.
Note to me:
No more. Give it up.
'It's hard to say what it is I see in you
Wonder if I'll always be with you
Words can't say
And I can't do
Enough to prove
It's all for you.'
My kitty is 10 years old. He hasn't left my room since the scary event. Leads me to believe the roomates were involved in his meltdown.
And you can always, always, always make new friends and grow close to them. Some do drift away and leave, and we can't bring that back....but some stay always. *hug* if okay.
And Frebruary in WInnipeg? man, you need some serious sunshine and sandals...only a bit longer to go, hold on to the thought of warmth on your face, and a pleasant breeze in the air....