Some songs have magic and it stays in your head. As Tears Go By is playing for me again. It is almost the evening of the day. I am showered and relaxed, sipping my tea. The rice is on the stove, boiling over. Why is it that I never catch it on time? Thank goodness for leftovers that go on and on - much like Mick Jagger and the Rolling Stones.
I'm having a bit of trouble with my words today. Blame it on the heat. Blame it on the painful joints. Blame it on a creative block. I wonder if Mick has these problems. Probably not. His energy seems endless, his charm seamless and there's no end to his creativity. Or so it seems.
No worries. Everyone has lapses. What goes up must come down. Spinning wheel got to go round. Great! Now I'm into Blood, Sweat and Tears. I'm dating myself at the same time. Better call it a night. After all, tomorrow is another day. I can write tomorrow.
Good night, Scarlett.
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