Today it hit once again, and still makes no sense to me. Looking out the window, it is gray, dark and sure doesn't look much like spring. I'll spare you the rant about why I hate Daylight saving time and just leave you with the lyrics of the music I have playing in the background now.
Robert Johnson: Come on in my kitchenMmm... you better come on in my kitchen babe, it is goin to be rainin outdoors The woman I love, took from my best friend Some joker got lucky, stole her back again You better come on in my kitchen babe, it is goin' to be rainin' outdoors Oh, she's gone, I know she won't come back I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack You better come on in my kitchen, babe, it is goin' to be rainin' outdoors Oh, can't you hear that wind howl? Can't you hear that wind howl? You better come on in my kitchen, babe, it is goin' to be rainin' outdoors When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down Lookin' for her good friend, none can't be found You better come on in my kitchen, babe, it is goin' to be rainin' outdoors Winter time's comin', it's goin' to be slow You can make the winter, babe, that's dry long so You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it is goin' to be rainin' outdoors
This entry (not the song) was written sitting in my kitchen, while looking out at the less than inviting weather and wondering if I should pack up and move me and my kitchen to another country.
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