”tales of a librarian…”

Lying on my sofa listening to Tori Amos and it feels like it’s healing my soul or something like that. Warmth from within. Hurt and joy, but above all some kind of power. Makes you feel like whatever happens, she has a song that suits the situation, and somehow it will help you overcome it. How does it happen that I from the to time stop listening to he music? How can I allow it when I know what it means? Her songs have been with me for over 10 years now. Angels. Scarlet’s Walk. Jackie’s Strenght. Concertina. Little Earthquakes. Rasberry Swirl. Crucify. Past the Mission. Playboy Mommy.

Never-ending-collection-of-love. It’s above everything.

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