Wishing Upon A Star

July 24 Wasted Days and Wasted Nights

Lo those many years ago.

It’s funny how much of my life I can associate with a song. Or several songs. It’s not quite an Ally McBeal theme song kind of thing, but just that certain songs evoke very specific memories.

This is a good thing, though. I usually like what they make me remember.

I was watching "You’ve Got Mail" for the nine zillionth time today, and whenever they play the song "Remember" by Harry Nilson I recall the time in college when I was in love with Manny.

It’s almost as if a montage of memories has a slide show in my head.

Songs mean so much to me. Certain lyrics just reach inside me and grab hold, making me want to hear them over and over.

Currently it’s "No Matter What" by Boyzone. It’s a song in "Notting Hill", but I was obsessed with it long before that. I first heard it on the PBS special that’s a tribute to Andrew Lloyd Webber. I started searching for it then. It must have been in March or April.

The song is actually from "Whistle Down the Wind" by Andrew Lloyd Webber. The show hasn’t made it to the U.S. The lyrics are by Jim Steineman. He’s done most of Meat Loaf’s lyrics, and I’ve loved him for years.

Meat Loaf’s songs evoke memories of being madly in love with Jeff. That’s the lost relationship I’ll always regret and never understand what happened to cause it to end.

Best not go there.

I often have music playing in my head. Even when I wake from a sound sleep. Usually it’s whatever I’m trying to learn for the chorus, or the song we’ve been concentrating on the most. It can be really irritating.

I’ve done that for as long as I can remember. When I was directing shows back in the ‘80’s, I’d have those songs going all the time. I think that’s when I developed the habit of sleeping with the radio or t.v. on. It’s a bad habit. Now I think I do it because I hate to wake up to silence during the night.

I need to break that habit.

I only half piddled the day away today. I did get a few odds and ends done around here, but not enough. I’m actually quite sloth-like. I never got dressed or showered today either.

I managed to sort through a few piles and toss some stuff out. And I’m trying desperately to organize the stamping/craft supplies. I have all sorts of stuff. I know I own it, but I can never find it.

I’ll keep on going tomorrow, if I don’t get too distracted by my book or other projects. In the words of Scarlett O’Hara :

"Tomorrow is another day".
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