Restoration

On the 2:30 mail run (erm..... mail-walk-really-slowly....) I passed the restored chapeland someone was inside playing the organ. It was sort of haunting and pretty all at the same time - an empty hallway, slow ponderous music moving alongside me - and I realized when I turned the corner to the Dr's lounge that I was .... smiling.... and humming.

And I realized that even though I got almost no sleep last night and I'm still sick... I'd been humming all day. In fact, I'd been doing it for at least a week.

And I thought, "You know, I like it here."

My next thought was, "Well, I better - I've got Sunday off then I'm working EIGHT in a row."

And then I went back to humming.

I'm pretty sure that flickering pot light in the hallway has done something to my brain.

and in this world theres a whole lot of golden
in this world theres a whole lot of plain
in this world you've a soul for a compass
and a heart for a pair of wings