soooo. i was talking to a dear friend the other day, after i started playing my presently favorite playlist in his car, for the eightieth time, he made a wincy face as it began...i asked him if he was sick of me playing it, and being the kind person he is...he just turned the conversation around to explain that i listen to music in a different way (over and over and over...if i like it) than he does.
which is true.
sahrry.
Anyway. Right now it's Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard...triggered by a darling lady in my ward and her fiancé.
and i'm overindulging because Tucker got the soundtrack and let me have it...
anyway.
it makes my heart hurt.
because that line...
take this sinking boat, and point it home- we've still got time.
i hate feeling like i'm in a sinking boat. and i hate it even more when i don't know which way is home.
but i just want to do it...to go there...so bad.
life. is so beautiful and wonderful and amazing and awesome and fun and happy...
and hard.
