Daily Oddities
I woke up this morning with Jacques Brel’s “Ne Me Quitte Pas” stuck in my head, and an inexplicable desire to move to London. I wonder what short circuit led to that particular combination.
I woke up this morning with Jacques Brel’s “Ne Me Quitte Pas” stuck in my head, and an inexplicable desire to move to London. I wonder what short circuit led to that particular combination.