You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?"
I was moved last week when Bowie died, a genius was taken from us too early. But I cried today. I do not like feeling feelings. I always preferred to numb them. I was good at that, and I miss it. When I was a practicing alcoholic living alone in Nags Head, NC in the 80's sometimes I would listen to the Eagle's, "Desperado" alone late at night. Numb or not, tears would roll down my face and I lit another cigarette and opened another Miller Lite, and another, and another.
|The living room of my cottage in Nags Head, sometime in the early 1980's I reckon.|
I've never tried to put YouTube videos in the blog before. There are two links below that go to good versions of those songs. Thanks, Glenn...
Love. Just. Love.