January 07, 2014

To Tune "Love the One You're With"

If you're down and confused

And you don't remember who you're talking to

Concentration slips away

Because your season is so far away

Well there's a rose in a fisted glove

And the eagle flies with the dove

And if you can't be in the season you love, honey

Love the one you're in

You gotta love the one you're in

You gotta love the one you're in

You gotta love the one you're in

Don't be angry, don't be sad

Don't sit crying over good times you've had

Well there's a season sitting right next to you

And she's just waiting for something to do


Turn your heartache right into joy

Be it cold or warm jus' don't be coy

Can you dig and make it nice?

When you ain't gonna need anymore advice


Bitterly cold doesn't begin to describe it. Below 0 with 20mph+ winds. It's the real deal and I went out in it for curiosity's sake. What does extreme cold feel like again? But you can't really experience it in a detached way since it's so painful and inherently distracting. It's like wondering, “what would burning my hand feel like?” You stop wondering the second your hand starts to burn.

I feel a great dependency on, and gratitude for, house and heating. It's so cold outside that I begin to wonder if this longitude/latitude is really meant for man given how easily it would seemingly be to die in this cold. But then nature is never a friendly to us as we imagine. We're “impaired” by the rose-colored glasses of central heating and air-conditioning, medical science, etc…

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