Day: April 11, 2026

J is for Jam Sessions

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Here is my comment to myself.

I think maybe I picked this particular Joe Walsh song, A Life of Illusion, because that partially explains my life. I lived in what’s known as a ghost kingdom. Always curious and wondering, but never saying it out loud. Everything was smoke and mirrors. The height of illusion. And I’m not complaining, made me who I am today.

Now for Journey. Don’t Stop Believing may be their anthem but Any Way You Want It is one I remember most. They played this jam at the rodeo carnival where we’d scream sing “ooh baby hold tight!” while riding the Scrambler.

Journey puts on an excellent show— very first time we went, my friend V’s mom, Sally, that dear sweet woman, who never learned to drive, walked all the way to McCreless Mall and stood in line with a bunch of diehard fans because she didn’t want us to skip school to get tickets. Someone waiting with her took her under their wing. She got us some of the best seats ever.

I had a lot of Sallys in my life. Mother figures who took me under their wing. Such a lucky girl and I know it. 🍀

As always, more to come.

#SoCS: Returning

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Good morning my lovelies. Time once again to get our stream on. LG says we can use bookmark as a noun or verb or any way we’d like.

Bookmark.
Hmmm… think, think, think.

I don’t read like I used to. Not even close. Lately I’ve got the attention span of a gnat—or maybe that’s unfair to gnats. I start things and I’m gone again. On to the next. And the next. Always the next.

But there was a time. There was always a time.

I used to inhale books. Sucking in the words as if my life depended on them. Not just reading them—consuming them, disappearing into them, like the pages were air and I couldn’t get enough. Stories were the best way out of my so called life.

Sometimes I wonder if I stay still long enough—bookmarked—will he come find me again? But I don’t stay. I’m already gone. Next thing. Protect the heart. Before I can fully feel the loneliness… the distance.

Bookmarks. I had them. A little collection. Not because I needed them, but because I wanted them. Cardboard ones. Ribbon ones. One I never threw away, even though it was worn and imperfect, for reasons I still can’t quite explain. It just stayed. Like it meant something I wasn’t ready to name.

Funny how something so simple could feel like a promise. A held place. A pause. A “don’t lose this while you’re gone thinking about something else.”

Bookmark as a place-holder. Bookmark as a breath I used to believe I’d return to. Bookmark as “I’ll come back,” even when there was nothing left to come back to.

Maybe I still do that. Just not with books.

Just… life. Thoughts. Pieces of myself.

As always, more to come.

Written for #SoCS April 11, 2026, bookmark any way you like it. The rules and pingback are here. Join us for the fun.

Jilly’s A2Z Playlist: J is for Joe Walsh and Journey

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I decided to listen before writing—time to slow down before I burn out. I hope you enjoy this song as much as I do. Music is meant to be shared. This is an unlikely pairing, but I simply could NOT decide on just one, so I didn’t. Ha!

If it speaks to you, I’d love to hear—drop me a comment.

Life of Illusion
Any Way You Want It

As always, more to come.