there've been periods of time in my life when i've thought ceaselessly about my future children. i wrote them a letter once. and i've always thought when i had them i'd teach them that when it hurts most, you should sing. sing, and you will feel better.
i was reminded today, as i couldnt remember for a few months, what beatles songs i sang all that day in the hospital. while some doctor stuck needles, staples, and thread in my head. 'she loves you, yeah yeah yeah.' and 'love, love me do. you know i love you. i'll always be true...' 'i got arms that long to hold you and keep you by my side, i got lips that long to kiss you and keep you satisfied...'
there they are, back to back to back on '1'
thanks, beatles.
i fucking love you.
