Feed the Tree, Belly, 1993
There it is -- that all too familiar feeling of anxiety and dread. I thought I was past this ... surprise. Despite having a wonderful weekend, I obviously overdid it and was rewarded with a restless night devoid of slumber. As I'm simmering right now, exhaustion has hold of me and I don't know how I'm going to make it through this day.
Thankfully, this is the song echoing in my Monday morning brain. It's soothing and quietly -- almost gently -- empowering. I love Belly. I love Tanya Donnelly. I'm pretty sure this song is about respect ... I can't remember the story about what the lyrics mean and it's neither here nor there this morning. My psyche is using it to comfort me and it's working.
Happy Monday!
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