Absence Makes My Heart Go....(Vicariously Experiencing Someone Else's Instruments)

Definitely, this is the day I feel #$%^# to the core and at loss for words to describe what's going on in my mind (if, indeed, something is going on there). With fingers on the keyboard, for now, I'm just letting the day run its course according to its own silly plans. It doesn't have any except to lure me to ride the waves of  laziness and abandon. Just this once, please I want to play, to be someone, something and somewhere else but here.

Ain't Nothing Like the Real Deal

"So far away, doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?" 

says a Seventies song about people going places and lovers not being in the same place at the same time (yes, long distance relationship). You would think nobody's complaining these days, having Twitter, FB, Skype and texting to reach out and touch someone virtually. Nothing has changed much actually, we're just more equipped today to be far from home and each other. You can't blame me if I feel some stirring in my gut when Carole King sings this song with her usual as-raw-as-life voice.

I was born in this island, I grew up and studied in my father’s hometown up North, worked for 10+ years in the capital, and now living in this city. Imagine how many encounters along the way! (Think six degrees of separation) I have sisters in UAE, another in a distant province (same country), and somebody extra-super-special in another country.  I sure know what I'm talking about.