Not since my best friend died. I am a shy person and not the type to hang around in bars. But now I need to hurry as friends are coming at 2 pm for our regular monthly board and card game afternoon. Bye.
The more I play it, the more this depressing song by Springsteen draws me in. Which really sucks, as it makes me sad too. Canāt remember that this happened ever before. Dreamed of Uli last night, but probably only because of the brief talk about her with Michele. Maybe a combination. But a heavy dream haunted me last night with me having been indirectly guilty on her death due to my actions, which also made me get chased by killers. But at least a horse I was allowed to save from a huge dog. Puh. I am totally tired this morning, lol.
Willās Gordon Lightfoot post a week ago reminded me on someone I havenāt listened to for quite a long time. Another Bruce but with the surname Cockburn.
Sorry, Gunda. I didnāt mean to get you stirred up. You certainly donāt have to elaborate but I wish you would because Iām assuming your friend had a car accident. I guess mostly I just questioned how her death was your fault.
It made me think of this song.
I get depressed when I have to listen to Springsteen, too. Donāt worry, his bowels eventually move and it ends, thank God.
Nope, it was a heart failure. The last time we met was in New York, where she told me her employeeās company doctor dectected some rhythm anomaly and recommended her to visit a cardiac specialist, which she did. The hospital cardiac specialist didnāt find anything, though and thus she went without any treatment. She invited me to the birthday of her oldest daughter, which I rejected, as I dislike parties with people I donāt know due to the superficial and hence boring talking. She died on that party. I am sure thatās why I feel remorse.
You make yourself listening to music you dislike, only because I post them? Boy, youāre having mental issues.
Itās past midnight already and therefore I canāt check out that magnificent painters work. If I was rich, I would want to buy most of his art. He paints fantastically and totally hits my taste when it comes to paintings. Jesus Christ, are they beautiful!
Thank you for sharing that with me, Gunda. I am so sorry about your bff. Did you and she grow up together?
No, we met as teens in a riding stable.
Another classic by Springsteen.
Found the artists website. Peter Gullerud is his name. There, the current paintings published arenāt my cup of tea.
Thereās really nothing like art to express ones emotions.
Donāt complain.
Air Supply was st Winstar last night. I just couldnāt bring myself to post a sappy love song lol.
I think Iāll go get a tattoo of my big moon.
Check it out. Actual tattoo sizeš lol
Went to the dog beach at the little Lake Guggenberger with friends on Saturday and came back drunk from strawberry wine, lol. Dozed the whole Sunday away, lol. And now I am sipping my morning coffee to start the last three working weeks till my four week vacation starts, where Gracie maybe will get a little sister/brother. I wish I could have taken that old dog from Romania, Renate Gantner so hardly begged for someone taking him. But I canāt take a dog I donāt know if he fits to Gracie and my landlords dog Fina. This time itās simply different than it was with Gracie, when there was no other dog she had to adapt to. I am very sad. But I canāt save every dog. I wish I had the money to do. But now they had to leave that poor old soul in that shabby cage in Romania.

