Sometimes ...

... I feel just like this song by A Billion Ernies:

This is torture at it's finest state
My blankets are warm and there's too much on my plate
I feel happy I feel dull
The fireplace is glowing
My wineglass is always full
Fix your hair
I think I will sleep under the stars tonight

Take a walk, take a trip, take a stand with me
The air's much better when you can breathe
Take a walk, take a trip, take a stand with me
The sky's more blue when you can see

I feel happy I feel content
Lying on a rock sleeping in a tent
One thing I regret is not bringing my TV set
Not to watch or admire
But to throw in my dying fire
Not a plane in sight, not a town in view
I think this spot will do

This is omnipresence in its purest form
I've got everything I need right here

I thought I had it all

("Hermit Crab" ... Download it!)