Monday, June 28, 2010

None of our secrets are physical

Occasionally I get quite obsessed with a song.
Well, okay, so that happens more than occasionally. It happens all the time. I love it when it happens. Because I feel quite passionate about music, and then there are moments when you connect to a song, and you don't let go for a while. It is beautiful.



Find yourself on top of a roof, in the heat. The smell of the city celebrating just about making it this high. The company soft-spoken, considered in their choices of words. Enduring and enjoying the heat. And even when the sun is setting, it stays light until 11 and the heat doesn't change much.
You close your eyes and think you are at the beach. You can even hear the waves.
And then, then it is time to go home. Before you know it, it's the middle of the night. Morning. You decide that home is not an option, that staying at your imaginary beach is a much better choice.
And play the song again, and again, and again....