I've been a slacker. I know it. So much has happened in the past while. It's too much to absorb. It's not enough information. It is what it is.

I've had this song in my head. The video below is some dude doing a cover of the song. I'm finding I like his cover of the tune better than the original. He starts off a bit shaky but you learn to overlook it. Things happen that way sometimes. The original is a tune by The Editors, called No Sound But The Wind. It is slow and long and wintery. I don't know. Listening to it reminds me of winter and warm blankets and wine and love. Especially that last one. If I neglect this before, Happy Christmas to you, whoever still reads this. You are loved.

We can never go home
We no longer have one
I'll help you carry the load
I'll carry you in my arms
The kiss of the snow
The crescent moon above us
Our blood is cold
And we're alone
But I'm alone with you

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
It will light our way forever

If I say shut your eyes
If I say look away
Bury your face in my shoulder
Think of a birthday
The things you put in your head
They will stay here forever
Our blood is cold
And we're alone, love
But I'm alone with you

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
It will light our way forever

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Now help me to carry the fire
It will light up our way forever

If I say shut your eyes
If I say shut your eyes
Bury me in suprise
Where I say shut your eyes

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me carry the fire
It will light our way forever

Every time I hear an ABBA or ABBA-related tune, it makes me think of my father. I really really miss him.

Chiquitita, you and I know..
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaving..
You’ll be dancing once again and the pain will end..
You will have no time for grieving..