In all ways, always, the only constant remains loss.
Monthly Archives: September 2017
Woeful Pneumonia
U2 has produced so many beautiful songs. Like this one:
You’re on the road but you’ve got no destination
You’re in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if that doesn’t ring true
You’ve been all over and it’s been all over you
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
What you don’t know you can feel it somehow
http://www.macphisto.net/u2lyrics/Beautiful_Day.html
When the body falls ill the spirit rallies, but only for so long.
Diffidently Blue
Something old, something new
something borrowed, something blue …
That’s the saying, but it’s about weddings and, therefore, not applicable to me.
Yet …
September 9, 2017
Oddly, I’m one of those people who tend to add significance to dates, despite being really terrible with numbers. Not merely, as normal people do, in terms of keeping appointments– I like to read this day in history type articles and I keep a record of the “anniversaries” of significant events in my life.
Hulpwerkwoord
Jare later … steeds onvoltooid.