You know the type of day when nothing goes too well, but nothing is drastically bad either. Little annoyances like a traffic jam, a change in plan just minor things that irk you. When you realise that a good friend is just a tad bit annoying, when conversation you usually join in seems boring, your clothes seem dowdy. When you dont do anything that makes you feel good and all you are doing is existing.
Driving back home and staring at the long line of traffic ahead of you. You put on the music and an angry Alanis Morisette with one hand in her pocket can lift your spirits.
Music has that power. You dont need to be a music aficionado to feel the magic. It’s just there and sometimes strikes you suddenly with this warm fuzzy feeling that you remember for long after the incidence has passed.
All it takes is a lady to tell you how everything is going to be fine fine fine, coz i have one hand in my pocket and the other is hailing a taxi cab!
And yes i am back — i think