My indenture is done with minimal legal process remaining to sanctify the milestone of being relieved of a millstone. The past year I have been totally absorbed in the needs of the girls when not completing the Herculean tasks demanded by my past offense. Oh that Hydra what a task she was.

With the armistice signed and the ebb of hostilities, regret rears its head. Not regret for recent actions taken, but values lost long ago if they had really existed at all.

At the end of a twenty-year relationship, its time for twenty-year old breakup songs. Breakups have an odd time warp effect. It is not as apparent in a short relationship, but one‘s mind resets to before the relationship in many aspects.

I was not looking for breakup songs, at least not consciously, but simply wanted to find a distant memory of a song long lost to me by the band Marillion. The only thing I could firmly remember was a stack of Marshalls in the video. Thanks to YouTube, everything old is new again so I could rediscover “Kayleigh.”Also, I think my hair has time warped as I’m looking a little too like Steve Rothery (the guitarist) in the video.

The lyricsfrom “Kayleigh” really captures well my mood of nostalgia contrasted with the consequence. Thanks Fish…it begins:

Do you remember chalk hearts melting on a playground wall
Do you remember dawn escapes from moon washed college halls
Do you remember the cherry blossom in the market square
Do you remember I thought it was confetti in our hair

By the way didn’t I break your heart?
Please excuse me, I never meant to break your heart
So sorry, I never meant to break your heart
But you broke mine

Another of their later songs that grabbed me in this flushing mood when all is done was named after a traditional English holiday confection, “Sugar Mice.”

I was flicking through the channels on the TV
On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain
Trying to piece together conversations
Trying to find out where to lay the blame

But when it comes right down to it there’s no use trying to pretend
For when it gets right down to it there’s no one here that’s left to blame
Blame it on me, you can blame it on me
We’re just sugar mice in the rain

Reminds me of an all too familiar diversion of self-recriminations that is soon to end once the county clerk records the pending termination.

I must confess that I have been irritating Ms. Daisy as too often upon entering the car she finds Sinead O’Connor’s “Nothing Compares 2 U” playing to which she orders, “Get over it!”

Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
but nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues,
‘cos nothing compares
nothing compares to you

But, Ms. Daisy misses the meaning I find from the lyric in the reason that nothing compares to It, and it ain’t good. Assung more recently, “Snap back to reality…” And with that hopefully, I move on from my bout with what I have referred to as a domestic terrorism situation.

Speaking of terrorism and the breakup songs for state sponsors of terrorism, YouTube has an integration of Pat Benatar’s song “Invincible” with 9/11 footage.

This shattered dream you cannot justify
Were gonna scream until were satisfied
What are we running for?
We’ve got the right to be angry
What are we running for?
When there’s no where we can run to anymore

We can’t afford to be innocent
Stand up and face the enemy
It’s a do or die situation
We will be invincible
And with the power of conviction
There is no sacrifice
It’s a do or die situation
We will be invincible

“We’ve got a right!” “Conviction!” “No sacrifice!” “Stand up and face the enemy!“ Billie Jean for President!

Reporter: What do you say to the wives and children of all the terrorists killed when you invaded and conquered Iran, Syria, Sudan, Cuba, and North Korea?
President Billie Jean: Fair is fair!

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