It’s amazing how songs/music can possess so much emotion, nastalgia, new memories, new meaning, etc…
Song/thought for the day:
Colorblind, by Counting Crows
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready
I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter-shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready
I am fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready, I am ready, I am ready
I am fine, I am fine, I am fine
Wow! This song was written for you. Doesn’t it help you feel like you are not alone?
“Some” species are all the same.