For the second time in two days, I awoke to a bad case of earworms. Then I purchased the tunes online–thank you Kate for my birthday gift card. There’s an excellent basis for best friends being the BEST.
Without further ado, drum roll please. In order of infestation, my worms were Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis and Breathe (2 AM) by Anna Nalick. After really listening to the lyrics, I realized what wonderful poets these women are. Also remembered that in Ann Tyler’s Breathing Lessons, whistled tunes offered the only hint of Ira Moran’s state of mind. Hmmm.
Last night bumped -7 degrees F with a wind chill of -20 . Even though my guy received his shot early in November, he’s suffering through a bout with flu. Then there’s our epileptic greyt Kartouche’, whose drug-addled mind has him yipping his way toward full bark… Oh, and monstrous sunspot AR1654‘s lit up the solar canopy, rippling with C- and M-class solar flares, thus affecting the earth atmosphere’s chemistry and thermal structure. On the upside, we get to enjoy stunning aurora borealis.
So, practicing the art of breathing. Any of you experiencing unusual earworm activity? Do they reflect your state of mind?