I never thought it would happen to me. I was so high and mighty! So innocent! Squawking about, haughtily saying it would never happen to me, I was immune, my love would last forever. But the time has come: I am officially over "Party in the USA"
Moment of silence
No longer am I filled with a rush of happiness at the opening notes. No longer do I involuntarily throw my hands up at the appropriate parts, sometimes in public. Now I just half-smile, say "hmm" and go on with my life. WHO AM I WITHOUT MY "PARTY IN THE USA" OBSESSION? This is seriously an identity crisis. Now what will I demand my harp player pluck as I walk down the aisle? Pachelbel?? Mozart? You've gotta be kidding. I need a new obsession and fast.
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