home_and_away | Shaken, not stirred.

Wish I had the words to explain why I'm feeling so... gritted/clenched/shaken at the moment. Maybe then I'd understand it myself.

Hell.

Maybe it's just the effort of uncurling one's fingers from around something they hadn't been conscious of gripping.

"Too Much Ain't Enough"
TP&HB
from You're Gonna Get It,
1978ish

Looks like you got a little more to lose
Now little more at stake
I see you had a hard time
Livin' with the change
You got me on the line
Now tryin' to call your bluff
But you just won't be satisfied
Too much ain't enough

It ain't enough, it ain't enough

Yeah, you're standing by the telephone
Waiting for the word
And ever since that bathroom scene
There's been a slight concern
I'm tryin' to make this easy baby
You seem to like things rough
You just can't be satisfied
Too much ain't enough

Too much ain't enough
Too much ain't enough
Come on baby I'm down on my knees
Guess some little pill just can't be pleased

Little miss queen of hearts you are a strange thing
Why you wanna make so vague
I'm wanderin' through this mess you made
To see what I can save
I'm livin' on the line now
Tryin' to call your bluff
But you just won't be satisfied
Too much ain't enough
Too much ain't enough
Too much ain't enough

G'night boys an' girls.
Sleep tight.