“And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world it’s best to hold hands and stick together.”
Yesterday, in the midst of alphabetizing my CDs and culling through the ones that just don’t seem to fit my life and my tastes anymore, I ended up with Jewel’s song “Hands” stuck in my head for about 15 minutes.
That, my friends, is about 15 minutes too long.
(Guess which CD is now in the pile for GoodWill?)
So, here I am today, fortunately without the ear worm but still kind of thinking of hands.