cybermule | ... the night is warm and the stars are bright

This is such a beautiful song. I've spent the entire day lost in it, wrapped in the innocence of the lyrics and the simple beauty of the riff. It's just such a perfect love song, although I'm not a fan of that genre, I have to admire it.

I've been finding more and more that sensory things absorb me completely. I guess I'm just becoming more tuned in to what I like, so I gaze around absorbed in every visual detail, and sink myself entirely into the music, and become entranced with the physical sensation of swimming. And no, I'm not permanently stoned :) Just a little tripped out on life.

I'm probably becoming close to being institutionalised with this new found game :) I spent the day in Bath, gently humming and singing to myself, and flying the miniature kite that I bought from a guy on the street corner. It was a beautiful sunny day, actually. May is a good month in England. Oh, and I've become addicted to good olives :)

Heh, and on a more banal note, I finally found out my correct bra size. Which is possibly TMI, but after fifteen years of having to buy the damn things, it's quite a relief :) My dishwasher finally broke. This is not bad news, as I won't replace it. And tomorrow I'm taking my front gate off its hinges and recycling it. This is not the first(?) sign of my insanity - I just care a lot less about someone coming in and standing on my path than I care that I'm constantly having to deal with other people obsessive-compulsively closing my gate for me.