Poor Old Johnny Ray

I was driving home from yet another long shift, feeling like crap and smelling strongly of coffee. My car was warming up finally and the frost on my windshield had decided to melt. I was flipping through my iPod, this reminded me that I needed to delete some of the shit off of it when I got home. I gave up and dropped it into the cup holder which caused it to shuffle. What the hell was Apple thinking when they made this model? "When people actually want to shuffle it, it wont work! But if they set it down too hard, oh well!" Ass holes.

To my surprise a good song actually came on and it brought a smile to my exhausted face. It was the type of song that makes you think of morning sequences. You know the kind, it's usually is in a movie and follows the actor as they are just waking up and getting their day going. In a completely "dork that I am" way, my morning sequence started running through my head filled with sunshine, spinning, and skipping which is a huge stretch for me. I am not a morning person. Still, the ridiculousness of the thought made me laugh and kinda want to make my own personal morning sequence. I would have to change my name to Eileen in order for the song to work.

I love songs like that, ones that make you want to kick up your heels and skip gayly through a field of flowers. It's refreshing, especially after a long shift and sore feet.