Remember that song? When I was younger, much younger, (God, I can't believe I'm saying things like that) it seems like that song was the one playing when my morning alarm would sound. I remember it produced in me feelings of hollowness and loneliness. Crazy how I react to music. Something about musical lyrics and I just seem to go someplace else. Good or bad.
Speaking of going someplace else. I really am leaving on a jet plane. I'll be in San Diego (aka Heaven) for a week. I'll just have to suffer through it! Hehehe. It would only take the slightest nudge for me to not ever leave the place. That's how much I love San Diego. I have a arm's length list of things I want to do while there: Wild Animal Park, Balboa Park, Coronado Island (mainly for the bridge, I love that bridge), the Harbor, Gas Lamp District, margaritas at this yummy Mexican food place in the Old Town, etc, etc, etc.
Maybe I'll blog pictures. That way I won't be remiss in reporting again. And maybe I'll have other stuff to report. We'll see.