I woke up this morning with Lionel Ritchie’s “You are” playing in my head (actually, I might have dreamt it as well). And as I usually have once in a long while, I had that dream where I was actually able to fly (with people just a few feet below looking on in wonder). It usually feels so real. And no, I am not an Ogbanje (why do I think of “Koku Baboni”?). I think it’s just my desire deep down in real life that’s filtering into my subconcious state. Flying has always been\u00a0at the top list of my things-i-wish-i-could-do (not in Heaven or the hereafter – now!). Most def, once I get behind those pearly gates (hopefully!) and I recieve\u00a0“that” magnificient welcome,\u00a0greet the Great One and The Son, pay obeisance to those who were there before me such as my Dad, Uncles, Aunts, family, friends, etc, the first thing I would probably ask for\u00a0is “gimme those wings!”\u00a0(actually, I would prefer to be able to fly without actual wings on my back – it’s just another encumbrance – unless of course I can wish it away at whim – I am one of those people that if I could get away without wearing even a watch, I had do it – and I frequently do now since I can always tell the time from my phone)<\/p>\n
After I got up, I found that at intervals I\u00a0suddenly burst into singing just the part “… you are …\u00a0I don’t mind, I don’t mind …”. Well, after a few of these singing bursts, I decided I might as well play the song and hear it from the horse’s mouth. So I am playing it currently. May be I will repeat it a few times \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I woke up this morning with Lionel Ritchie’s “You are” playing in my head (actually, I might have dreamt it as well). And as I usually have once in a long while, I had that dream where I was actually … Continue reading