It's spring break for the kids and I'm stuck at home. Playdates bring me some respite but otherwise I'm trying to fill 6 hours of the day that I didn't have to before. I find that the music that suits my mood most on these days is the Smiths. There's something about Morrisey's mopey lyrics that brings a lightness to my heart. Sick, no? Then of course there is the lovely music that Johnny Marr would write. I love the tune of, "Golden Lights".
"Sheila, take a bow. Punt the grime of this world in the crotch dear..."
I guess I'm just happy that no matter how pathetic I feel, there seems to be someone worse off than I.
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