Rain... pitter patter...
i realize its been raining ever since who knows when. even taking a plane and flying a few hundred miles eastward didn't work. it found me there. rain's just like the problems in life, they're there and no matter what you do you can't run away or hide from them. you can fly thousands of miles and they still won't go away.
when you realize that the problem won't go away no matter how far you run or how hard you try to hide, you've just got to deal or live with it. the rain? that's simple, one simply pulls on a ski cap and coat before going out into it, breathing in the freshness of the cold damp hair. or one can simply put on the music of Sinatra or Nat King Cole and laze under the warm comforters while staring out into the rain.
for everything else? you just face it with a smile and hot blooded enthusiasm. i've reconciled myself with the problems and i realize that some of them will always be there; you learn to make them a wholesome part of your life; while others - lets just say they never really were there. it just doesn't work to go out and look. rick from Casablanca says it for me, "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine" that's the way its supposed to work - like magic.
and another vintage song from that vintage classic...
Frank Sinatra "It had to be you"
It must have been, that something lovers call fate
Kept me saying: "i have to wait"
I saw them all, just couldn?t fall - ?til we met
belated cheers to the year ahead.
when you realize that the problem won't go away no matter how far you run or how hard you try to hide, you've just got to deal or live with it. the rain? that's simple, one simply pulls on a ski cap and coat before going out into it, breathing in the freshness of the cold damp hair. or one can simply put on the music of Sinatra or Nat King Cole and laze under the warm comforters while staring out into the rain.
for everything else? you just face it with a smile and hot blooded enthusiasm. i've reconciled myself with the problems and i realize that some of them will always be there; you learn to make them a wholesome part of your life; while others - lets just say they never really were there. it just doesn't work to go out and look. rick from Casablanca says it for me, "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine" that's the way its supposed to work - like magic.
and another vintage song from that vintage classic...
Frank Sinatra "It had to be you"
It must have been, that something lovers call fate
Kept me saying: "i have to wait"
I saw them all, just couldn?t fall - ?til we met
belated cheers to the year ahead.
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