Are you supersticious? I think I'm not!
Why should I? Does this mean I'm too rational?
Does this mean that my brain is ruling all my life?
I'm tired that people just people classify me as this just because my profession. That I'm a mathematician and that I love this job does not mean I'm a very rational and heartless.
I don't know if this is true though, however I would like to believe that not. I would like to believe that there are another things playing on me! That my decisions are not taken from a cold and all-calculated point of view! That my heart takes also part on that.. but which is the correct recipe?? Where is the balance between heart and brain? I suppose that no one can tell you this... because maybe does not even exist!
Whatever, as a red hair cat told me one night:
"you can find you balance here!!!" and she touched a point between my heart and my head, but unfortunetly the day after I didn't remember where she touched ;-(
The cat's in the well, the wolf is looking down.
He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground.
The cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
Cat's in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
She ain't hearing a thing, the silence is a-stickin' her deep.
The cat's in the well and grief is showing its face
The world's being slaughtered and it's such a bloody disgrace.
The cat's in the well, the horse is going bumpety bump.
The cat's in the well, and the horse is going bumpety bump.
Back alley Sally is doing the American jump.
The cat's in the well, and pappa is reading the news.
His hair is falling out and all of his daughters need shoes.
The cat's in the well and the barn is full of bull
The cat's in the well and the barn is full of bull
The night is so long and the table is oh, so full
The cat's in the well and the servant is at the door.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war.
The cat's in the well, the leaves are starting to fall
The cat's in the well, leaves are starting to fall
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
