Wow. In a matter of days it'll be a whole new ball game all over again, so to speak, & I'm hoping 2008's going to be redemptive of the craziness that is 2007.
It has been both a wonderful & wretched year so far, & despite all the blunders that I've committed & potholes that I've sprained myself into, I'm alright, THANK GOD. Let's chalk it up to Experience, yeah. I just hope I don't completely lose it before the countdown.
I was about to post a long Thanksgiving list but since I'm still too tired from work & keeping myself afloat in Warbook, until next time. For now, I'm just so glad that I'm home, & I really need to get more sleep. Crap, my hands are still strained from all those downward dog poses last Friday. It's so hard picking up where I've left off sometimes. A massage should be in order after tomorrow then.
Speaking of recalling the past, now this song is my first ever official favorite (but I love almost everything Beatles, as they're the first band I've actually liked & grown up with, of course) & I was 9 years old when I fell in love with this shit. Oh, how life was so much simpler back then! This was my lullaby, & I knew from the very start that Paul McCartney was warbling in French in some lines & that I want to learn Francais (to no avail until now, sadly, HAHA). Le sigh.