Woke up this morning and this song was in my head. Could I have dreamt it because I have a headache? No. Do I have a secret (perhaps not-so-secret) yen to bash people over the head with a silver hammer? What's the point of lying? Sure. I've considered it many times, with more people than I care to count. Doesn't have to be a silver hammer, either. Did I dream this song because I'm going to be the victim of a mad, silver-hammer-welding-brain-bashing serial killer? Moi? A victim? I think not. Am I going to get a headache? Someday, I'm sure I will...maybe soon if I keep this guessing game up. Regardless of what it means (or doesn't) it's an awesome song and there are certainly worse ways of waking up.
Mostly just crazy talk, punctuated by humor and the occasional gem (!!!) of perception. I’m a creative, animal-loving, forty-something woman, newly married, and an unpublished writer (working on it!). Oh, and I'm in the midst of starting a greeting card company (complicated!). Sound like something you can get behind? Please, read on...
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