Today is just one of those rambling days. You know? The kind of day where you just don't care what the heck is going on and you're just there, flowing along and talking about whatever hits you rmind first.
Yeah.
Today was like that.
And no, the fact of being sixteen STILL hasn't hit.
In-sane.
Anyway. So I was sitting here wondering what in the world to blog about, and I came up with, quite frankly, nothing.
So, just now, I'm going to share one of my wistful daydreams. I'm an avid Paul Simon fan, I jest you not. My favorite song is 'Father and Daughter'. While listening to this exeptional song, I get the image of a beautiful little girl with wide dark eyes and black tendrils sweeping off her shoulders as she gazes into her own father's black orbs. The father takes my daughter's hand in his and twirls her around, the song whisking them gracefully. And all I do is sit and watch with a smile on my face, my heart warming overdramatically with tears pricking my ears. I can see her innocent face, with my olive complexion and small, plump lips opened in a tinkling laugh. Oh, my baby.
Something adorable like that.
And for your own enjoyment (as well as my own), I give you the best of Paul Simon. And while you listen to this beautiful song, picture the dark haired little girl dancing with the dark haired father in utter and complete happiness.
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