Garbage - Drive You Home (Acoustic Version) [Edinbourgh 2002]

You can google everything on the surface.
The name, the number, the smile.
But never the things that matter.
The reactions, the secrets, the lies.
So no, google is not all that.

Solitario

This week I've been playing Solitaire on my computer a few minutes before leaving work. That is a bad a sign.
When my first boyfriend and I broke up, I played solitaire for hours every single night until my brain bled and I realized I had to get enough Zzzzsss.
I play solitaire when I don't know what else to do.
Why have I been at it these days?
What am I so anxious about?
Nobody knows for sure.
But Solitaire is actually a great game, because you only have to deal with yourself.
You sharpen your brain and hope that next time you win and the cards go swooooossshhh.
So if you make a stupid move, you're the first one to know you're stupid.
Not your opponent. Not the referee.
And the good thing about the game is, you can quit anytime.
No one will force you to flip the cards endlessly until you get it, or there's no way to sort out the cards.
And I appreciate it even more now.
I can quit anytime.
Unlike smoking, or a similar bad habit.
I can quit anytime.
This is true for solitaire, and only for solitaire.
It's hard to bail out of most things in life.
Not solitaire.
I can quit anytime.