Saturday, 6 March 2010

Going Back

I'm not a massive fan of this man, but his version of this Carole King classic, out of the many, many versions, is probably the best. He was a very talented person.

But the song - what a song. It kind of sums up my mood these days with scary accuracy. I'm struggling with this getting older thing. I didn't see it coming and I don't like it. I want to go back to the time when I was unafraid and full of idealism. Yeah, I know. But I can still enjoy the song - and the memories it jogs.


  1. You are not alone in your discomfort with the march of time, or the sense renaissance one seeks.

  2. It's strange, though, isn't it? We try to do our very best, but even that's never enough.

    I just don't get it. And I'm really very tired of trying to.

  3. Maybe I'm a Catholic. If I am, then I apologise.

    I am what I am.

  4. (What a strange comment...must have been tired ;)


Any thoughts?