A Beautiful Sun

Hello Friends:

I don't happen to suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), which is nice since the six formal diagnoses I do have are plenty. But still, I love the sun - I lived fourteen years in the desert southwest and always felt the warm (even smoldering hot) sunshine was bliss. I have an iTunes playlist that I listen to as one of the ways I try to pull my mood up when I'm down. I named it in honor of my favorite song on the list. And this isn't really a song for me anymore, I sing it like a hymn in a baptist church. It's a psalm. A prayer.

Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things'll get brighter

Some day, yeah
We'll get it together and we'll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter

I'd like to crack my usual jokes about cheesy songs and modern wisdom, but I can't seem to do it about this song right now because I am too attached. I'll be irreverent about something else later.

Your Hostess With Neuroses

Ooh Child - The Five Stairsteps