I get angry every time I don't get to hear a song I like on the radio.
Which might not make sense,
because I can hear music when I want.
I'm a 21st century human in the modern world (redundant).
But
when I know I missed Billie Holiday
on the radio
I'm infuriated.
Which, shouldn't make sense,
in hind sight it doesn't make sense to me,
but
even though I listen to Billie Holiday every day,
I can't help but want the spontaneity,
it is she entering my life,
not me seeking her.
It's like,
even if you work at the pet shop,
there's nothing like a new cat
to bring it all home.
( What a prolific way to end. )
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