uh. Are you reading my mind? I haven’t heard this in forever, but it was randomly in my head when I woke up and I listened to it this afternoon. Talk about meems.
This was one of the most stunning and memorable moments of my theatre going experience. I remember when my jaw dropped around the 5:45 mark, a single tear rolled down my cheek at the 6:40 mark, and I turned to my left and Whit was doing the same thing. We saw it closing night and the packed house was just flabbergasted.
"murder my hope of him returnin,
strangle the pride that make me crazy!
Make me forget so I stop grievin.
Scour my skin till I stop feelin.
Take Caroline away cause I cain’t be her,
take her away I cain’t afford her.”
See? I totally identify with that big ole’ cleanin’ lady’s woes.
Am I going to get in trouble with AEA for reblogging this?
Caroline or Change - Lot’s Wife
Cuz I can. Notice Chandra Wilson from Grey’s Anatomy (ick…even writing that name was painful).