Spirit in the sky

 ...That's where I'm gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that's the best...

That's the song that's been babeling in my mind for the past few days. I've quite grown to it. I knew it for some time but it came to me only after my gradpa died. That was recently. I don't like to talk about it becouse I know there is nothing that can be said to ease the pain or forget... So I keep comfort from songs like these. Music has always been the only thing that really got to me when in deep feeling.
Today, sepia was the right way to go. I've made some really pretty pictures. The sepia worked with the light perfectly. I adore the vintage look to it.
There are so many things I could write about but suddenly I don't feel the need to. To tell what happened in my day, week, month... The feelings always fell out this way but they are the most important, right?
I started a new personal tradition, which is writing some verses from the song in the title. I guess I know a lot of songs and it happens daily the words come into my head at diffetent occasions, which amuses myself but griefs me at the same time as I can't usually share it with the world. So I found the right place. Eaven if I know here it doesn't make any differnce becouse no one will (if ever) appriciate it, but you know,  hope dies last.