It's been a while. No excuses.
Tonight I am sad. I just got a refund I've been waiting for for 5 months and a gift from my dentist. But I am sad. I had an entire day at work with no migraine (finally!) and I am sad. This is what happens when you dig your fingers and nails into your half-healed wounds.
This song is one that I heard while in college. I actually got to hear Bob Bennett sing at the Waterville Opera House. His life was a mess at the time and maybe because of that his music made sense to me since, as I was discovering, my life was also a mess. It was just a man, his voice, his guitar and his pain in those lyrics; they all touched something deep within me. It still does. Someone (else) who has never met me gets me.