Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Don't Start Me Thinking

Words are pretty much my only tools and, to tell you the truth, I'm tired of 'em. My thoughts become prisoner of a limited vocabulary and I grieve over what I am unable to express. 

Music helps. Every now and then a melody will express something that words can't handle. Beethoven. Lennon-McCartney. Glenn Miller. Dayna Kurtz.

There is so much more in my heart that I long to convey. Keeps me going.


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