What a strange thing God made -- our brain -- under-utilized yet over-worked, capable of storing vast amounts of data yet capable of losing it all!
So, this morning I've been thinking ...
Why is it that I can walk from our office to the kitchen and just stand there (with Lusy looking on with a grin), shake my head, and return to the office until I can remember why I went into the kitchen in the first place? Lusy giggles, we both giggle, and I REALLY giggle hard when she has the same thing happen to her!
Why do I forget important dates but remember my first phone number: DI-4-2030?
Why do I forget even the name of my favorite Reuben Morgan song -- track #10 on, I think, his second album ... yet I remember allll of the lyrics of a song I hate.
So that is what got me going in this line of thinking this morning. Around 5:30 a.m. I woke up with a song in my head. It's common for me to wake up with a song in my head. The previous morning it was "My Favorite Things" -- makes sense, I've been unpacking my favorite things since Thursday! Today I woke up with a song that I hate. I really hate it. And I know the lyrics! What a waste of valuable brain-storage space ...
I Sing the Body Electric
I sing the body electric
I celebrate the me yet to come
I toast to my own reunion
When I become one with the sun.
What is that? It's nuts! I think it originated in the Broadway production of Fame. Makes sense -- 60's/70's nonsense!
But why do I know the lyrics? Somewhere in my memory ... I'm wondering if our choir sang it at our high school graduation???? Service High class of '73. Mom, do you remember that crazy song? And then maybe it came back to haunt me at one of our kids' graduations? Jeri, my memory is of hearing this in a gym ... that would be your Univ. grad 'cuz your high school graduation was in the Buell Theatre or one of those at the PAC, right? And Brad ... did Pegasus sing it? Your graduation was at Fiddler's Green and I'm not picturing hearing this in an outdoor setting ... mmm! Did you sing it somewhere?
I guess I'm thinking that if I can trace it's roots, I can root it from my brain!
I don't ever want to wake up with that song in my head again ...
But maybe I should just be grateful for a functioning brain ...
At my age, with brain-drain, I could be going insane!
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It's not in my trace-able memory anywhere! Good luck figuring it out, though - and getting it out of your head! :)
Thanks! Aren't the lyrics abominable?
Not sure what the body electric means, but you could just change become one w/ the sun to become one w/ the Son! That makes it a good song.....except for the body electric.
Good point, Linda!
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