Canon in D

I've always noticed how songs seem to copy chords off of each other, but this guy takes it to the next level man. Not to mention, he's hilarious.

Memory

Where is memory kept? Is it in the cognitive faculties of the brain? The deep, shadowy recesses of the mind? Or is it the heart?

My memory feels like it is formed on a beach.

When I was younger, my memory was traced in the soft, golden sand, with the good and the bad eventually getting washed away by the inevitable turning of the tide.

As I grow older, my memory seems to grow farther and farther away from the sea, and etched in the rocky parts of the shore. High tide washes in, and covers the area with detritus, or even lost jewels of the past. But the memories remain indelibly buried underneath, only to return when there is nothing there to hide them.

Perhaps one day they'll be eroded by weathering.

What'll that be? Alzheimer's disease?

Word

A good story is like soft silk caressing inner thigh, causing an involuntary spasm somewhere deep within you.

The Danish Poet

So maybe there is a reason.

But that's so undignified!

You do the oddest things when you think you're all alone and no one's watching. Generally, of course, you get away with it, unseen, and hardly think anything of it. Perhaps you may laugh at your own indignities, but that's the extent of it. After all, they say that the tree that falls in the forest that no one hears...hasn't fallen. Generally.

But today, the illusion of isolation was shattered when Joshua came in on me bopping to Our Song by Taylor Swift. Twice.

I have to laugh at my own indignity. Although I think he's secretly laughing harder.

Dammit.