when i sing she doesn't care;
when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
"Admit the void; accept loss forever. Freedom in the use of symbolism comes from the capacity to experience loss. Wisdom is mourning; blessed are they that mourn.”
-- Jack Kerouac
You have a remarkable gift, I think, for weeding out these little bits of humanity to share. At the right time.I love how Natalie Merchant sings that song: "And the tears she cried/she cried for none other." Wishing you love in what must feel like a topsy-turvy time.
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