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Friday, September 22, 2006

Vortexed

Today's lyric:

"I ran as fast as my feet could fly
Down country lanes where I took my time
Time, like a hound snapping at my heels
I got past thinking so I could feel -
Feels like a film playing in my head
And I kept rolling down green Surrey hills
In Spring."



Paul Weller: "Whirlpool's End"
From the album: "Stanley Road"



From the moment I stepped into work yesterday, to the moment I ran out, I felt like I was being sucked around and down into a whirlpool.

Pulled from the proverbial pillar to post by people demanding my time, brain, comment, instruction, output.

Every crisette which arose seemed to need me and a fire extinguisher.

Today, I will be in control.

Oh, and y'all enjoy your weekends.

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