Say What You Will

Let’s start this with a Thank You to Tim Bergling who wrote this song. Wake Me Up, Avicii

Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can’t tell where the journey will end
But I know where to start

They tell me I’m too young to understand
They say I’m caught up in a dream
Well life will pass me by if I don’t open up my eyes
Well that’s fine by me

So wake me up when it’s all over
When I’m wiser and I’m older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn’t know I was lost

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
Hope I get the chance to travel the world
But I don’t have any plans

Wish that I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life’s a game made for everyone
And love is the prize

So wake me up when it’s all over
When I’m wiser and I’m older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn’t know I was lost

Didn’t know I was lost
I didn’t know I was lost
I didn’t know I was lost
I didn’t know (didn’t know, didn’t know)

Now, I listen to this song almost every single day. It isn’t my fave Avicii song, but it’s still really good if you don’t take into consideration the absolutely ridiculous over-the-top brand name dropping of the music video. So, as I said. I listen to it almost every single day.

Today? BAM! Idea. i just love how the mind works like that, don’t you? I’ve been listening to it and listening to it with nothing to show for it (aside from exceptional taste in music, of course), then out of nowhere,

I wonder, is it like that for you? How do your ideas come to you? Where do you store your ideas? Do you share them with anyone?

Now then, it’s Tuesday. Here’s a Tidbit. Enjoy!

Though her eyes were still closed, Mrs. Wescot spoke. “That one is trouble. Nothing but, if you ask me. Her sister, too. You girls would do well to stay clear.”

Sarah exchanged a glance with Barbara. To assuage the guilt she saw written in the younger girl’s eyes, she said, “Come pet, give it no more thought.”

“But Emily and Amelia are so favored. I need to stay in their good graces.” Barbara grimaced. “You wouldn’t understand, Sarah. You aren’t in anyone’s good graces, and I do not entirely believe you care to be, either.”

Sarah jerked as if slapped. “Then find your duke so I can be done with you. I would rather a thousand years of solitude than continue this farce.”

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