“There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.”
– Elizabeth Lawrence
“Oh this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life” – OneRepublic
Lately this song is in my mind, wherever I go. Stalking me. I can’t say that I enjoy it. It almost feels taunting, mocking even.
Maybe I need to change my perspective. Is my heart sending my mind a message? Maybe. And maybe I should listen?
As of right now…this perspective is a lot better than the one I’ve got. Currently I have Adele on replay and that is depressing. So here I go, clicking skip and moving on.
After all, apparently my heart knows something my mind doesn’t and that’s usually a good sign.