Usually in this space, I give you a little somethin’, somethin’.
YES, I KNOW VALENTINE’S DAY IS NEXT WEEKEND. If you’re very good, I will wear chocolate.
Today something else is speaking to me after a week of wild, some wonderful, much wonk.
Words have wings so speak good things.
I’m out. How about a history of profanity instead?
So now that I’ve offended enough, there’s only one response left.
R.I.P Maurice White.
Earth, Wind & Fire lives in our walls here at Wit’s End. My neighbours will vouch for me. Even Lucy knows the moves.
TURN IT UP. WAY UP.
Dance all weekend.
Embrace the drama. Now you know why.
Embrace your happy places.
Read poetry. Your dreams will wrap you in velvet. Here’s my send off this week:
As long as you’re dancing, you can break the rules. Sometimes breaking rules is just extending the rules. Sometimes there are no rules.