At the end of a hard day, in a hard week, I found myself in my office, feet up and eyes closed, listening to my old friends the Tony Iommi Quartet...loud. Very loud. The way it was meant to be....
"People think I'm insane
Because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things
But nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind
If I don't find something to pacify
Can you help me occupy my brain?
Oh yeah!
I need someone to show me
The things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make true happiness
I must be blind"
Oh, yes...sing that depression, John Michael Osbourne, give voice to that paranoia. Let's just hope we don't get to this:
"And so as you hear these words
Telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late"
Geniet die naweek, all. I intend to.
