tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425569396822162863.post4499609588383424219..comments2023-10-20T07:30:04.850-04:00Comments on Stars Like Grains of Sand in my Pocket: Random, Random ..!Big Mark 243http://www.blogger.com/profile/10974573439218884164noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425569396822162863.post-67799056390375546962008-03-26T00:32:00.000-04:002008-03-26T00:32:00.000-04:00Music is a huge part of me as well. When I left Fl...Music is a huge part of me as well. When I left Fl to come here, I don't remember anything that I heard on the radio. It is strange, the whole trip is a blur to me now. <br>TawnyaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425569396822162863.post-7129612773048559732008-03-26T01:01:00.000-04:002008-03-26T01:01:00.000-04:00I can only hope maybe the weekend will bring nice ...I can only hope maybe the weekend will bring nice weather and you can spend a lot of it outside? <br><br>bettyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425569396822162863.post-15177884066620836122008-03-26T01:42:00.000-04:002008-03-26T01:42:00.000-04:00I go through periods where I claim one song as my ...I go through periods where I claim one song as my personal theme song. Radiohead's "Creep" has been the current theme music for years now. I need to find a new one.<br><br>RAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425569396822162863.post-86138190767402603112008-03-26T11:25:00.000-04:002008-03-26T11:25:00.000-04:00Wonderful choices, I can actually see how they per...Wonderful choices, I can actually see how they pertain to your circumstances right now. It doesn't matter how you leave the situation, just remember to leave the bitterness and not bring it along for the journey ahead. Talk about songs....There is one that is my constant ( I truly miss hearing it, more than anything) Jane Sieberry's "It Can't Rain All The Time". Actually make that two songs, the other one is Kansas "Dust In The Wind". The first is one of hope, it helped me survive a few beatings. The second reminds me, we are all the same in the end. You and I inevitably will return from the dust whence we came. In the end it doesn't matter what you accomplished in life, how much you made, or where you've been. It all ends the same, eventually for us all. (Hugs) Indigo<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com