When annoying refrains play over and over in my tiny mind, I can't help but wonder how much empty space is in there. Really, if there's room for a song or expression to play over and over and over and over, we must be talking about a football field of air in my head. Ah, air in the head - hence the expression 'airhead'. So much becomes clear in the dark time of the day. In spite of the lack of light. Paradoxical.
Still wondering, how tough can it be to replace one endless loop in the mind with another. You're then stuck with the second repeating phrase or tune but, at least you put that one there on purpose. Tough or not, you have made your point. All of the sports figures taking up space in your stadium of the mind can get out there and do something to earn their keep. Sports figures. My mind needs to be disinfected. However, this is a 'family' show. Let's stick to any sort of ball game and I won't even crack a smile. I am, after all, a grownup.
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