Needle in the Hay

"So I can be quiet whenever I want.
Leave me alone."


Elliot Smith's Needle in the Hay. I'm listening to Melissa Laveaux's rendition. Not because it's better but because it fits the mood. The gloom. The weather. The sky crying. And my vindication.


"What a feeling, bein's believin'
I can't have it all, now I'm dancin' for my life
Take your passion, and make it happen
Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life"

Flashdance. Yes. We are our rhythm. I am my rhythm. I am the rhythm. 
So long as there's tomorrow. There's another morning. You can't be too SAD.


Round and round. You keep on going. But leave the sadness and darkness behind. Baggage you don't need. 


So now, smile. Spread your arms. Sway.


Sing and dance your life.