Ever after ......... is when?

Let me riddle you a ditty, it’s just an itty bitty, little thing on my mind.
About a boy and a girl, trying to take on the world one kiss at a time.
Now the funny thing about, ain’t a story without it, but the story is mine.
And I wish you could say, that it ended just fine.
We all want to know, how it ends.
Oh, happily ever after, wouldn’t you know, wouldn’t you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, would like to know, I’d like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?
Inhale, breathe steady, exhale, like you’re ready, if you’re ready or not.
Just a boy and a girl trying to take on the world, and we want to get caught.
In the middle of a very happy ending, let’s see what we’ve got, let’s give it a shot.
Let’s give it a shot.
We all want to know, how it ends.
Oh, happily ever after, wouldn’t you know, wouldn’t you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, who would like to know, I’d like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?
We all have a story to tell.
Whether we whisper or yell.
We all have a story, of adolescence and all its glory.
We all have a story to tell.
Oh, happily ever after, wouldn’t you know, wouldn’t you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, would like to know, I’d like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?

It is funny how we watch something on TV and suddenly there is that song that just pops out above all other tunes you have been listening too, without paying attention as the episode had you more watching and listening to the dialogue. Somewhere in the story line this song has to take part of what is happening and it does, if only for that few seconds, but it’s there and in this case it grabbed my attention.
So what to do as to google it and find out more about it, modern times are not that bad when it comes to these things. Watching the world around me even in a little village time seems to be out of balance with the things we need or want to do. Sure change is good but sometimes I feel like I do not have the time to change before the next one is hitting me.
Yes we do get older and the world doesn’t take a break from spinning, although sometimes I wished it would. Last weekend at home I noticed how I am addicted to my mobile electronics, I use to be able to switch off my cell and simply enjoy the peacefulness my village has to offer. With me others have changed and with the availability off more apps we communicate through several media and it’s getting to a point where I do not know who contacts me where, hence my mobile world remains switched on.
Last week was a busy one and I had to get use to driving more than 5 minutes every morning, the new job and being on a course, so my MSN-messenger was off for a whole week, didn’t even think of it. Resulted in emails with the question if something was wrong or even worse. No I just did not go online as I was happy to just relax on the couch and watch some TV, I still have my phone and my cell, so if you need me, there is the solution.
Social Media, we can’t run from it anymore, sure we use it to talk with family and friends and so many others.
Shame I can’t shake my cell to get an answer to the question of life, love, money or family matters. No I haven’t found an app yet. Good that I found an app to recognize the tunes on tv….. that made my life so much easier.
For life itself I think I am my best app, not foolproof yet but I am working on it. Even windows needs a regular update, so why shouldn’t I? Still adapting to what life has to offer or throws at my feet. Sometimes I jump and many times I stop and wonder. Not every step I learn, or adapt but I do seem to notice the change around me, even more recently it feels like I am adjusting the course I am on. The same ending at the end of the road but the scenery seems to be a changing thing.
Leaving London was a thing that had to happen and I had to move on and into this life of working back in the “old place”, but more happened. Suddenly I find myself having a different look at things and people. Is this a wake-up call? I have no idea, maybe in the future that I can look back and write something good about all this, for now it feels different but not in a bad way. Somewhere, somehow it feels like more peace inside my head.
Being home every evening is even agreeing with me and I must admit; I love being home every night. The urge to travel and be somewhere else will roar it’s head again, off that I am sure but not in a way it has been alive over the past years. Time to settle and build the nest, maybe a big nest for one bird, but with enough room anyway.

Thinking about a happily ever after that can still happen.