10/2/23 ^^^ The case of doing too much too soon

 With all the bells and whistles in the distance
I reach out far deep inside me in an instant
Tapping into the hidden reservoir within
The power to excel therein

As if I am driven to write with might
I give it all I got by hanging on tight
To the new melody that creates a detour
Why it is none other than Symphony 92.4

That is the power of classical music.  I can create instantly.

What can I say?

Come what may

By night or day

I am as bountiful as hay

Oh...  I love classical.  More than I love jazz.  More than Iron Maiden.

My synapses are tickling my neurons as if there are tiny feathers inside my head.

I see figure skaters on the ice as the music plays.

Definitely better than jazz.

That shows I am completely relaxed today.  I am in my reality.  I never discovered this frigid world before.  Very interesting...  Snow, frozen lake, ice waterfall.  Wow... Oh wow... Oh wow... Now I can breathe cold air.

Hahaha...  What sorcery is this?  I can see that Els is using the same Samurai Jack line as yesterday.

I bet, this music goes well with a mug of hot chocolate.  I ran out of hot chocolate but I have Milo.  Let's do Milo in the middle of Switzerland winter.  Brb...

I wonder...  Is this station specifically tuned to my receptors?  Because it sure seems to be that way.

This reminds me of the story The Edge (1997):

mm