Good Lines

Sometimes I get distracted. <--I trust this statement is no surprise to anyone who knows me. (I'm at the point of my life where I'm convinced I'm a missed diagnosis of ADD... all. over. ze. place.)

Being a language geek, I’ll occasionally get distracted by things that normal other people don’t obsess over...

Lately it’s lines.

Specifically, it’s one of the early lines in the lyrics of “I Will Wait” by Mumford and Sons...

"And I fell heavy into your arms...” (It's at the 0:44s mark.)

So. Good.

The image, the simple poetry... the complete visual and emotional package... all from seven little words... /salivation

This fixation wouldn’t be such a problem, except I pretty much freeze whenever I hear this line, to revel in said writing, overwhelmed.

And this song is rapidly approaching "overplayed" on the radio.

Laundry folding interrupted... trains of thought derailed... conversational focus gone... hell, the other day I sat parked when I could've left a parallel space, but was then forced to sit while traffic passed because I was too busy enjoying that line...

Told you: language geek.