PLEASE PRESS PLAY AND READ.
No copyright infringement intended. Just appreciation of beautiful lyrics and music to set a mood to my mood.
I've been thinking about loss. And what it means to me.
I may be lost.
But loss loss.
That has yet to come. I can, and should, prepare for the blow.
But can I.
I was getting myself ready to write about loss. Mentally preparing myself with the very thought--of loss .
I'm losing a father I may have never really had. Not really. Not in any traditional sense of a father daughter relationship. I mean he was there.
He is my father. And, I am losing him.
In my thoughts. Searching. I found these comments on a YouTube upload that pretty much sum up my thoughts and feelings on loss.
Love loss, anyway.
If you want to know.
The very idea.
For now I'm just going to listen to Chicago (seriously).
I'm starting to think we're all lost souls looking in vain for something that exists only in a place we want it to exist.