Makes it even harder.
First, car’s left mirror almost got taken off by a trailer inching into my lane.
Secondly, lost count of the number of times I hit the keys Ctrl-Alt-Del at work.
Thing is, I do not know too many swear words.
Will: I was singing with my eyes closed. Was I frightened? I was petrified.
What does it imply, if you listen to music with your eyes closed?
An imaginary hideaway of sorts? Shutting one’s tiny self away from the big, bad world? Seeking solace and comfort in the most distant of places where only you yourself can reach?
All right, so this could not be fear – but could this still be a means of escape? From what? Do we have to? Why? How? Does it really work?
Or maybe it does not really matter.