Tag: talking heads

Same as it ever was

Today went by in a blur. But not a good blur. It was a headache-filled, cold-bones blur punctuated by sharp metaphorical body blows and annoyances. Usually when things go by in a blur, the day doesn’t sting as much. As I navigated the fog, I kept singing the […]

She woke up and she was

    The world was moving. That was what the Talking Heads reminded her of every day. Well, that is what she reminded herself by repeatedly playing the same songs on her iPod. She was trying to keep up with the moving world but sometimes it was spinning […]