Twenty-four little hours. It’s all in the prospective of who’s looking at it, which twenty-four hours,
Or living it…as the case may be.
Much happens in twenty-four hours, or not very much happens,
Depending on the circumstances.
So, what are you trying to say?
It’s all relative, no matter what the situation. A song from some time ago made me think of the opening line of this post.
“What a difference a day makes,
There’s the sun and the flowers,
Where there used to be rain.
Duh, duh, duh, duh…
It’s Heaven when you –
Find romance on the menu.
What a difference a day makes,
And the difference is you.”
Often song lyrics like the one above pop up into my brain. I usually remember all but a few of the lyrics. Then that song plays over and over in my head. They won’t go away.
Actually, it IS kinda nice.
That is, till another song triggered by something I see, hear someone say. or just a random thought takes its place. Many go through my mind.
Musical Memory. That’s what it’s called. My Music Education degree taught me that and much more. Music Memory applies to learning scales, lyrics, and more musical idioms.
As a child of three, I sang “You’re a Grand Old Flag,” standing behind my parents in the family automobile.
“How did she learn that?
My wondering dad asked, as he drove our car down the road with an inquisitive look on his face.
Yup. Car. That’s what we called vehicles then. Took me quite a while to change from car to vehicle. I’m still not overly fond of saying what sounds like a nasty word.
I much prefer car. Simple. Direct. Gets the point across. Why do people make simple into complicated?
Oh, I know. Because there are so many different kinds of transportation. To name a few ~
- Myriad types of cars
- Sports Cars
- School Buses
- Local Buses
- Elderly Buses
- Greyhound Buses
- Sport Trucks
- Delivery Trucks
- Lawn Care Trucks with Trailers
- Long Haul Trucks
- Huge Trucks
Wouldn’t it be nice if highway departments built another highway just for those monster things with multiple wheels? They’re called trucks. But I think monsters. ‘Specially when they almost blow us off the road.
Amusing when one word can completely change the direction of the piece being written. Subject originally music, transfigured into vehicles. My favorite word.
Oh, well. Everyone has likes and dislikes about any given subject. Words trigger other thoughts, positive or negative.
“It is what it is.” Another favorite saying for almost any topic can be summed up by those five words.
“It’s a wrap,” calls the director when the filming’s finished. The same direction can be applied to this post.
“That’s all folks!”