I Feel Inspired Today

I just want to go skipping and running around the office this afternoon for some odd reason. I don’t know why really. Where did this surge of inspiration come from anyway? I barely was able to crawl out of bed this morning at 6 AM, but now I’m wide awake and have show tunes running through my head. Seriously, I’m ready to burst into song with the Sound of Music or I Loved You Once in Silence and a few minutes ago, I caught myself before I sang out loud with Meadowlark. I can’t compete with the likes of Julie Andrews or Sarah Brightman, by any stretch of the imagination, but I sure feel like trying today. Watch out American Idol, here I come. HA! OK, truth is that if you know me well, you know my days of church solos are over. AHEM! How did I ever do that anyway? Hey, Sis, do you remember when I did an angel solo in the Christmas program like 3 years in a row? YIKES! Where is that confidence now?

Anyway, maybe I’ll still have some creative inspiration left after my work day, so that I can sit down and write for a while or work on some photo project. We’ll see...the legal realm has a way of draining a person if they aren’t careful. But if I keep the show tunes going on in my head, who knows what I will be able to accomplish!

I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two, and at the time I never even noticed I was blue...it’s funny, but I had no sense of living without aim the day before you came. OOPS! The artist, better known as moi, just switched venues, and now I'm singing Abba in my head. But I love this song. [sigh!] It’s good stuff. I’ll leave you to ponder the lyrics now...Happy weekend!

I must have left my house at eight
because I always do
my train, I’m certain
left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper
going into town
and having gotten through the editorial
no doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk
around a quarter after nine
with letters to be read
and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch
at half past twelve or so
the usual place, the usual bunch
and still on top of this
I’m pretty sure it must have rained
the day before you came

I must have lit my seventh
cigarette at half past two
and at the time I never
even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging
through the business of the day
without really knowing anything
I hid a part of me away
at five I must have left
there’s no exception to the rule
a matter of routine
I’ve done it ever since I finished school
the train back home again
undoubtedly I must have
read the evening paper then
oh yes, I’m sure my life was
well within its usual frame
the day before you came

I must have opened my front door
at eight o’clock or so
and stopped along the way
to buy some Chinese food to go
I’m sure I had my dinner
watching something on TV
there’s not, I think, a single
episode of Dallas that I didn’t see
I must have gone to bed
around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep and so
I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
the latest one by Marilyn French
or something in that style
it’s funny, but I had no sense
of living without aim
the day before you came

And turning out the light
I must have yawned and
cuddled up for yet another night
and rattling on the roof
I must have heard the sound of rain
the day before you came