I open the cabinets until I find the pots and pans one, for some reason not remembering which one it was, and try to pull a pan out. Instead of just grabbing one, I succeed in spilling all of them on the floor. Swearing, I cover my ears and keep the one pan at hand.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear. — John Patrick, The Curious Savage