Strange what desire can make foolish people do...

Don't you hate it? You get into something, someone, and then everything that could possibly go wrong does. A royal cluster fuck.

What a wicked game you play
To make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you.

ANYWAY......the above courtesy of Mr. Issak, of course. And to quote an old Manhattan song...

Let's just kiss and say goodbye.

Hell, lets just say goodbye. No need for the kiss.

(Is it obvious that I am in one of my musical musing moods????

Time has come today

Time has indeed come. Time to make time to get back into the studio. Time to make time to tickle the ivories and pluck the strings. Which reminds me of the old Starship song line.." when I pluck your body like a string...". Oh goddess...does THAT bring back memories. Wonder what ever became of those young boys with their tight jeans, smelling of British Sterling because they knew what that scent did to me. I musta been a cheap date...British Sterling????? Really.

But at this moment, it's time to turn off this computer, go upstairs, and let Mister Race Car Guy know just how much I missed him these last few days. He already let me know how much he missed me. Lucky girl that I am.

So babies, use your time wisely. Once it's wasted, it's gone. But once it's used in a productive manner, it remains a good thing forever.

Time has come today
Young hearts can go their way
Can't put it off another day
I don't care what others say
They say we don't listen anyway

Inspired by The Chambers Brothers