|08:06 am - falling under the spell|
The last week or so has been one of encountering a number of things that seem to have been written at me - lyrics mostly, this time around. The funny thing about that is, like other forms of poetry, like the resonance the reader takes from what is written may not actually have anything to do with what the author was thinking...
In complete otherness, I had occasion to poke around Blogger a bit this morning for the first time in about two years. The site and its children run much more slickly for having been adopted into the Google fold, I must say.
Current Music: Parasol - The Beekeeper - Tori Amos