by Christopher Mudiappahpillai

Not much to say today. I’m going to be very busy over the next few days. But. Others do have access to this site and can post things. I’m just not sure why they don’t. Anyway, it’s all good. Life is beautiful and I’m happy. I ran into this quote earlier today:

Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling.

Margaret Lee Runbeck

And of course, a song:

Do You Believe in Magic?

Lovin’ Spoonful

Do you believe in magic in a young girl’s heart?

How the music can free her, whenever it starts?

And it’s magic, if the music is groovy

It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie

I’ll tell you about the magic, and it’ll free your soul

But it’s like trying to tell a stranger ’bout rock and roll

If you believe in magic don’t bother to choose

If it’s jug band music or rhythm and blues

Just go and listen it’ll start with a smile

It won’t wipe off your face no matter how hard you try

Your feet start tapping and you can’t seem to find

How you got there, so just blow your mind

If you believe in magic, come along with me

We’ll dance until morning ’til there’s just you and me

And maybe, if the music is right

I’ll meet you tomorrow, sort of late at night

And we’ll go dancing, baby, then you’ll see

How the magic’s in the music and the music’s in me

Do you believe in magic?

Believe in the magic of a young girl’s soul

Believe in the magic of rock and roll

Believe in the magic that can set you free

Talking ’bout magic

Do you believe like I believe?

Do you believe in magic?

Do you believe like I believe?

Do you believe, believer?

Do you believe like I believe?

Do you believe in magic?

I believe in magic.