well baby they're tumbling down
they didn't even put up a fight
they didn't even make a sound
i found a way to let you in
but i never really had a doubt
standing in the light of your halo
i've got my angel now
everywhere i'm looking now
i'm surrounded by your embrace
baby i can see your halo
you know you're my saving grace
you're everything i need and more
it's written all over your face
baby i can feel your halo
i pray it won't fade away
Karen's storyline for the item took my breath (and composure) away-- I started weeping at the last line of the above lyrics. The incredible build-up of emotion and the sheer audacity of hope in that final image just struck me almost physically, and it's a whole new reading of a song I've always liked but never really fully appreciated the potential depth of until Saturday night, when she explained the story behind the music and dance.
It's been a glorious week, but I don't feel like I've danced enough. I regret not going for PA today :(:(:( but it's all I can do trying to remember all the choreos; I can't even do that much half the time, and I'm definitely not dancing them.
things I want to remember: discovering that I am a secret prodigy at Assassin's Creed; discovering that I am NOT meant to play time crisis; lying beside the boardwalk with music playing out of pet banana's phone; dancing; writing emails to anna and letters to tracy; eating "da xi gua" with the kiddos and parents; dinner with the creatures, which was a riot, picking out disney files, and basking in the glow of old, true friendship.
some weekday before school really starts in earnest i am going to drive out to the middle of nowhere-- or maybe i'll just walk, or take a bus so that I don't actually have the option of going back earlier-- and just sit for the whole night and read or write (or run through choreo, hurhur). something in me wants that. a lot.
off to read european labour law for friday's exam :S. good night world, and-- thank you for sharing.