I get hooked on one song and play it on the loop until I cannot listen to it anymore. Ever. Like a weird drug addict to powerful tunes. Just like now. I’m mouthing words in silence and listen to them echoing inside me. I’m like Martini. A bit shaken and stirred. By emotions.
Maybe people shouldn’t fall in love with me. They should get over me.
– Chatty Owl has left the building –