Pick me up

I hate when I get in a musical k-hole that forces me to seek out the
various versions of 'Orphan Girl.' With the multiple media access
points, my hole is dug deeper.









I am neither an
orphan nor a follower of that guiding light and the looming issue I
currently have is that my couch is not cushy enough, but this damn song
is making the pulse vibrate in my lips. I've been trying to substitute
in my own personal metaphor. I can only come up with the reunification
of my beloved english springer spaniel. But I guess 100% authenticity is not completely necessary since Gillian was born in Manhattan. (though she really is an orphan yikes)