Sloathy, that is a brilliant yet disconcerning analogy of this story. I think I've just chosen a song I want playing at my funeral. This makes a good highway song, driving alone at night when the stereo goes quiet and you can only hear a faint ringing noise, prodding at your emotions, provoking the most arcane thought from your mind.
Sloathy, that is a brilliant yet disconcerning analogy of this story. I think I've just chosen a song I want playing at my funeral. This makes a good highway song, driving alone at night when the stereo goes quiet and you can only hear a faint ringing noise, prodding at your emotions, provoking the most arcane thought from your mind.