It was just after eight on Saturday morning when I was spinning in circles in the refrigerated aisle at Albertsons searching for the unfindable. There was no one anywhere to ask for assistance. Extremely aggravated my mood changed in an instance. I heard the opening sustained note of a very familiar song. What I'm sure appeared to be a stupid/psychotic smile spread across my face. Then the opening words chimed in, "There is a town in north Ontario". The smile got even more maniacal when the refrain of "Helpless Helpless Helpless" rolled around. It summed up the moment and the last few months.
It is funny how realizing you are helpless can be such a joyous occasion.
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Great song, indeed.
ps-Did you ever find what you needed?
No, and all I was looking for was a specific Gatorade bottle that is sold in every other store. And yes, Neil Young in a grocery store!
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