Are you cynical like me? Do you have a misanthropic commentary running in your head at all times? Do you ever want to kick the whole world in the shins? I do. This isn’t an editorial on my personality, though, just background. So when I say that hearing this song makes me feel like we can do anything, you should know I really mean it. Every time this song comes on I instantly want to march across the earth holding hands with everyone. I am not a hand holder! (ask my husband.) I hold the hands of small children crossing the street. That’s it! But this song kills my suspicion and, I swear, for five minutes I believe we’ll be ok. No wonder it’s been in the top ten of most played songs around our house for years.
This morning I bounced a fussy baby on the ball (crying baby? breasts. if not breasts, then bouncy ball.) and overheard the husband and boy singing this together down the hall and it sounded like an anthem for all humanity and my little family alike.
(full disclosure: those are last winter’s snowflakes, last winter’s sheet metal stars hanging above the stoop. i’m trying to get back into the swing of picture taking, but i’m not really there yet.)