Some interesting developments this week. Some chance encounters and unexpected conversations cause me to wonder where this road is leading. Change is in the air.
With a nod - and apologies to John Paul Young, these words are ringing in my ears, awakening my senses, pervading my days:
Change is in the air everywhere I look around Change is in the air every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish, don't know if I'm being wise But it's something that I must believe in and it's there when I look in your eyes
Change is in the air in the whisper of the trees Change is in the air in the thunder of the sea
And I don't know if I'm just dreaming don't know if I feel sane but you're something that I must believe in and I hear you call out my name
Change is in the air in the rising of the sun, Change is in the air when the day is nearly done
And I don't know if you're an illusion, don't know if I see it true but you're something that I must believe in. Just be there when I reach out for you
Thinking of you, sister.
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