Save it 'til the morning after
It lately became a semi-habit of having coffee with this friend (and yes, ex-boylet) at the building cafeteria. In one of those coffee breaks, this song from Duran-Duran happened to play on the radio. With his usual insight, he made me listen to the song and said the it fit my friend M's situation perfectly. He knew (and was witness) to her current search for a fling. He pointed out this particular stanza.... " And you wanted to dance so I asked you to dance But fear is in your soul Some people call it a one night stand But we can call it paradise " - Duran Duran "Save a Prayer" I agree it's perfect for M at the moment, with her crazy quest for that perfect fubu. I know I can't stop her but I can definitely keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid. But her current life made me look into that part of my past as well... and part of that past was sitting right across me singing that song with much gusto. Irony of ironies... didn