just the blues

Yea, its my birthday.
don't know why i'm lost in the musical chords of "Don't know why"

The skies as if they were painted differently for your preference,
and everything around you feels like its covered with an invisible spectrum of difference,
which makes everything inside feels indescribably special for the day

Ah, what a feeling.

Have you ever had the urge that, there should be soundtracks or songs playing in the background while you walk the night pavement? Songs from, Norah Jones and a bit of Jon Mclaughin, with the smooth rhythmic fluency of the piano and the lazy jazzy taunt vocals. Ah, maybe i should hum my own tone to drown myself to the exact degree i ought.

It is during your birthday that you have the superior rights to put on whatever mood you desire without really giving much consideration to everyone else. Just for today, let me.

Someone please pull me off the drowning i'm soaking in, yet, maybe somewhere inside, wished to be left alone after the over-craving of being warmth. Warmth i did received, but i'm still searching for the reason behind the inability to penetrate the dept deep enough to be a floating buoy. Ah, may the songs playing sway the way i feel tonight.

Indiana is just so beautiful... thank you Jon Mclaughin.