The fresh sun inspired a walk through my neighborhood today, the kind of walk that makes me feel in love with everybody and everything. I was in love with the Live Poultry store, the Dinero Mexicano exchange shop with the freaky lighting, the sloppy Arabic on the “Shut down by the Health Department” sign, and [...]
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Here Comes the Sun
Posted in Beatles, Chicago, French things, beauty, literature, music, solitude on January 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
…is my favorite Beatles song. Maybe even my favorite song. Its appeal is too visceral for me to describe, but something happens in my soul when I listen to it–something that makes me actually become a better person. I can feel this. It actually makes me truly believe George Harrison, maybe more than I’ve ever believed anyone who [...]
