Melancholy And Bobby McGee

Well, I worked 63 hours in four days. I will tell you the full story when I feel a little more human. I logged off a short while ago and the plan tonight is a hot bath, then slip into the bed and do it all again tomorrow.  Project land is a new form of madness and it is eating up the days - combined with family phone calls, there just hasn't been much free time.  I slid into this evening after work tired and feeling melancholy at the end of Valentines Day. I send a Valentines Day text with a simple wish to T.R. and then, for reasons known only to the universe but probably closely associated with melancholy I thought of, and had to listen to, this song...

Me & Bobby McGee (Janis Joplin Version)

It is a pure classic.  Where ever you are, who ever you are, I hope you are having a nice night - and if you are aren't, I hope this song hits you in exactly the right place.

Daily Life: An Afternoon Note

A beautiful spring day here in California. I woke early enough, but
managed to conjure enough reasons to linger in bed for a hour or so. I
spoke with a dear one on the phone for a while. I popped into chat
long enough to say hello and muse at the demons that must torture some
folks. I went out and had pancakes with strawberry syrup and butter. I
went to an art gallery to see some works by the Dreamworks people. I
stopped at the music store to buy some guitar polish. I stopped at the
electronics store (actually two of them) and bought a cushioned case
for my Kindle. I stopped at Our Lady of Peace in Sunnyvale and took a
couple of pictures. I stopped at Comics Conspiracy and picked up a
graphic novel. Through it all Janis Joplin sang to me. Now, I've
circled home and I am going to take a power nap and then swing out for
dinner.

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