Checking In and Checking Out
In which the lyrics to Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger prompt a bit of writing and thinking and reflection on the here and now. It’s rough out here, y’all.
Tagged: Harvey Danger
me: I’m not sick, but I’m not well
The year was 1997, a bootleg copy of Where Have All the Merrymakers Gone? was in my CD player and I was a little too into this track… “I’m not sick but I’m not well, and it’s a sin to live so well.”