Show Tunes And Serenades
I was singing show tunes in the shower this morning.
Normally I'm not a shower-singer. Blame it on years of semi-communal living ... Even in the last two years while I've lived alone I've felt as though people could hear me far too well. It's more than a bit unsettling if your singing voice is like mine.
Today, though, my sympathy for the kid upstairs couldn't override the fact that I had a song stuck in my head. Really, really stuck. Painfully stuck. Annoyingly stuck.
It's still there.
What happened to those days where the songs I heard going around and around were normal? Pop-ish? Rock-ish? Punk-ish?
Why the heck do they have to be show tunes?
Yeah, I think it's safe to say that my head isn't into work today. I'm thinking instead about a long drive and a long conversation with ... me. Maybe a phone call or two. Some good, relaxing alone time.
I'm ready for this. At least then I'll only be singing to myself.
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