Do you mean music. Prince Hit & Run Phase 2. Bit addictive. That's what it takes, repetition. Always. I listen to me. It's my voice i listen to. I don't let any other except Prince sound in my head. Good or bad right or wrong it's me that's saying it. The thoughts i've had, have brought me here. I thought this was the best place to be for me. Up to a point it is. The point i got to when it suddenly became clear this is not the right place because i can only go so far. The place has become the limitation. As well it's becoming physically uncomfortable. The heat waves are far more frequent and longer these days. 2 a year was normal. Not 2 or 3 a month from Spring onwards. That becomes 6-8 months of it. My thyroid is playing merry hell with my body heat. it would be nice to be free of those limitations but they have to be considered by me or else i die. I don't completely understand them all but i ignore them at my peril. I can't breath at times. It was a long time ago in that garden the summer after my son had died. I had the stereo on, h/phones on 40 feet of figure eight flex playing Songs in the Key of Life. I started collecting Prince in the late 80s. I sang at the top of my voice while i hung the washing out or landscaped the garden. The neighbours were a fair way away. Need nibbles. I roasted enough pumpkin seeds to do another batch of Tamari sauced toasted treats! Yummy!I got sidetracked. Ha ha. i did it just 2 see if it could happen. I've got a battery operated keyboard i haven't hooked up yet either. Actually I've got 2, 1 with the full keyboard and calculator and the other just a querty keyboard. There, another bit of technology i'm longing to integrate. The laptop, ipad and phone. I need to remind myself often. This is not all there is and it's just around the corner. As long as i can go the distance. Time out for feeding the face. I'll return later. Take care, God Bless and Be well.xxxxxxx

still listening to Prince a lot. still feeling his loss.