Caterwauling

“In the morning I’m leaving
Making my way back to Cleveland
So tonight I hope that I will do just fine
And I don’t see how you could ever be anything but mine.

— Kenny Chesney, “Anything But Mine”

Not heading to Cleveland, but Orlando today.

This trip, I’ve got a hell of a soundtrack and a mind full of memories to keep me company.

“If I ever get down your way
Or you’re ever up around mine
We’ll laugh about the old days
And catch up on the new
Yeah see you when I see you
And I hope it’s someday soon.”

— Jason Aldean, “See You When I See You”

More memories to come. Despite probably having to work the whole damn time.

Everything is changing in 2015. I am declaring it now. Usually I save it for when I’m dreaming under my tree on Christmas Eve.

It already has changed, really. And I don’t know what’s next. But I’ve changed. And it’s high time life follows.

“There’s half a million reasons
Why I’m on this plane tonight
And a half a million reasons
Why I almost missed my flight.”

— Nina Gordon, “Superstar”

See you on the flip side …

Miami International Airport

It’s one of those eras where I can only blog in song.

“I’m in my cloud
I can feel the sunshine
It’s hotter here and I don’t mind
I’ve got myself and my peace of mind
I’m totally comfortable
Everything’s beautiful
I’m fine and I don’t worry anymore
This time I’m locked out of them before.”

Meiko, “The Cloud Song”

Just because I’m devoid of thought doesn’t mean I’m devoid of feeling. Maybe when I figure it out I’ll have words of my own.

It keeps wandering off …

“In the morning when you wake up
I like to believe you are thinking of me
And when the sun comes through your window
I like to believe you’ve been dreaming of me

Dreaming mmm mmm

I know
’cause I’d spend half this morning
Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in

I should know
’cause I’d spend all the whole day
Listening to your message I’m keeping
And never deleting.”

— Birdy, “Tee Shirt”

“This love is good
This love is bad
This love is a life back from the dead
These hands had to let it go free
And this love came back to me.”

— Taylor Swift, “This Love”

Free on iTunes today. Just another in about a thousand random coincidences.

I don’t know what I’m doing. But it works right now. And that’s enough.

“When I breathe, and breathe into you
And I feel right to the bone
And I give what you give
And we go even higher than we are strong
And the cracks in the walls covered up by the sheets
We live underneath
All the sex, all the nights, we stay up, yeah we stuck
But we’re more than free.”

— Tove Lo, “Got Love”

If you ever need one.

“The end of the affair
The weight of the world
The kindness gone to bed
It’s free of your laughter
Alive in the halls
Did he hear, did he hear
The fumbled words you said

Living without her
Living at all
Seems to slow me down
Living forever
Hell, I don’t know
Do I care, do I care
The thunder’s rumbled sound

This is it
This is just it
Go to him
What the hell, love?
What the hell?”

Ben Howard, “End Of The Affair”

Yeah. It’s like that right this second.

“I have a friend I confide in
He always says doll you got to learn not to lead with your chin
But you can’t help it
It all comes up again
And then you have your fill
And your spill reaches down as far as a flood.”

— Cyndi Lauper, “Eventually”

Mmm, mmm. Twenty-five years and counting of listening to Jon Bon Jovi, and I still turn into a quivering puddle of goo when I see/hear him. Yum.

Paul Davis just passed away.

Blah.

I’ll always remember him for this uber-amazing song “Cool Night.”

Audio provided for those who actually come and visit my site today. …

Staying in the groove of my “One Month to Live” book-reading odyssey, he may have died at the young age of 60, but he left behind something that will live on long after he’s gone. I can only hope that I can somehow do the same, in whatever way I can.