I’ve been up all night thinking I’m a stranger to who I wished to be.
Strange times, strange words make for strange fates even under sympathetic stars.
I scream out the questions that she’d never have had it in her to ask.
Song Choice: Nobody Told Me by John Lennon
Liner Notes for this Groove: I decided that I needed three American sentences to make one whole response to the prompt given at Poets and Storytellers United's Weekly Scribblings Prompt: Something About Mary. I riffed off the phrase, 'all night they had thought of what they would like their lives to be'.