Winter weather bites.
One song that always has me singing is of course “Love Bites (So Do I)” by Halestorm.
I could write an essay about love and relationships and all that, but not today. Someday.
It checks you in and kicks you down,
And chews you up and spits you out.
It messes with your sanity by twisting all your thoughts around.
They say it’s blind they say it waits but every time it seals your fate.
And now it’s got you by the balls it won’t let go until you fall.
I was down and out, got up I said “Hey love I’ve had enough!”
I’ve felt pleasure without pain.
My soul you’ll never take!
Love bites, but so do I.
Love bites, but so do I, so do I
Love bites, but so do I, so do I, so do I!
Love bites, but so do I, so do I.
Love bites!
Love bites!
I know a thousand ways to help you forget about her…
Dat scream…
It’s the strangest thing, i feel compelled to explain myself here when I’m absent or when i don’t feel well or when I’m just full of piss and vinegar.
Really?
First off, the blog doesn’t care what i do. Ever. Blogs don’t have feelings.
There are very few (if any) readers here and if they care about that sort of thing they haven’t shared it.
That leaves me, and it’s a little odd to apologize to myself.
So i guess i won’t.
(No, officer, I’m not on ambien. Why? )