Several days ago, I heard a recording of ABBA's "Dancing Queen."
Today, a few bars of it have been replaying in my head. Over and over again.
As of 10:00 a.m., there's no sign that the song will go away on its own. I may have to take active countermeasures.
Don't get me wrong: I like the ABBA song. But, after about the hundredth time that "...Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen..." runs through the corridors of your mind like a caffeinated Swede, it's time to act.
As soon as I finish this post, I'm playing some Beethoven.
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