"I won't tell you
While you paint the town
A bright red to turn it upside down
I'm paintin' it too
But I'm paintin' it blue"
Perhaps it's just the estrogen overload from today, I've been in the company of women all day, but I'm feeling a little blue as the night comes to an end.
I've been in a good place for a while now, even my friends have made comments on how happy I seeem. But this time on my hands gives me more opportunity to think (there's a song in there somewhere). And thinking is always bad.
I'm really lonely.
Even the second Gay Christmas of the year can't cheer me up (the Oscars).
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. It's just Mr. Blue...