The one where I start screaming and then finally calm down.

I listened to Elton John's Crocodile Rock no less than five times in a row tonight once I got home. Indeed, it's been one of those weeks. You know the ones. The ones where songs like Crocodile Rock suddenly transcend from simply 'classic' song to 'I feel so introspective all of a sudden and this song is such a reminiscer' song. Not that that's a bad thing, mind, just that, let's face it, the week was a total bitch. And it slapped me. Hard.