It was just shared with me...out of the blue. It was meant to make me say, "Wow...what a beautiful song!".
Instead, I now have NO makeup left. At all. And the paranoia I felt before about getting the blood work results back, coupled with my over-active, hypochondriac, single-mom syndrome...I'm a complete ball of mush right now.
Quit laughing at me.
YOU listen to it. It's beautiful.
And CPJ's comment is even more beautiful...
Me: "Don't send me any more songs about dying!"
CPJ: "You listened to it wrong! It's not about dying...it's about living."
I'm such a freak sometimes. :-)
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