
It’s prime time for belly rubbin’.
(And the accompanying cat drool).

It’s prime time for belly rubbin’.
(And the accompanying cat drool).
Talking with a coworker the other day, he declared Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah” to be a very sad song.
I disagree.
Certainly, it’s a very mournful, sentimental song. It gives the impression of being about sad stuff, but I think it’s actually very moving and uplifting. Really, though, it’s all summed up pretty early on in the song:
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
Where I’m at right now doesn’t feel like a “minor fall”, but maybe it will if what happens around the corner is the “major lift.” I’m keeping fingers crossed.