I live under the deluded, however sometimes comforting, generalisation that everyone shares the same quirks as myself. For example, that certain songs written were meant for you. Maybe they aren’t you word fro word, but they touch you in a way you feel you’ve never been touched before.
unfortunately, it is disappointing to find that the same song has affected or moved even one other person in the same or similar way. But should one person hear it, think of you or send it your way – well that’s your year made.
Life really is about the little things.