This Ridiculous Girl
Random flighty thoughts that should appeal to no one.
Friday, May 31, 2013
The Music in Me
I created a new Pandora station; I simply typed, "Satie". Only his music exactly expresses my thoughts.
Oh, Satie, you are like onion soup.
A few notes of the next song, and I didn't even need to look at my screen. I closed my eyes.
Hello, Chopin. I am your lover. George Sand knows.