A musical pop memory a quarter century in the making, ‘Lucky’ by Britney Spears is the song of the day here, harkening to her early career when it was just bop after bop in an endless array of pop music fantasy. The video here gives all sorts of drama, revealing cracks in the by-then not-that-innocent facade. While I never hated on Britney, I never full-on loved her either, though I have a soft spot for this one, which came out in the summer that I met Andy. It was a grand summer – rainier than usual, and rain portends luck. So do four-leaf clover clusters, for which I didn’t have a chance to search in this little patch I happened upon the other day.
We haven’t even reached summer yet and the fatigue of this rainy season has me feeling spent. Sunlight was forecast for today, and my soul is craving it. The clover has had its fill of the wet stuff and we need to dry our frustrated tears. A world in disarray, and of course the full moon decides to appear now of all times.
A full Strawberry moon, and whatever that might mean. May God grant us mercy during this spell of lunacy. Don’t wait up all night to get lucky; the two-headed coin makes its own luck.
