Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play
I've always loved this song. One of my childhood tormenters had this name though. The bullying was so intense and painful that this gorgeous tune was nearly unlistenable.-- ruined. But it wasn't. Takes a lot to kill beauty.
There's always a story. It's all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything's got a story in it. Change the story, change the world.
~ Terry Pratchett,
~ Bill Withers
The sun still comes up. Beauty still exists. I can still crack wise and even laugh sometimes but TAB's gone and won't be walking though that door again. This makes no fucking sense at all.