I realised my mother has a really nice comforting smell. She's soft and warm and loving and smells of love and happiness. Today she was sick in bed and although I was sick I didn't feel so after tending to her. Poor mum... one of the loveliest people alive and she has a terrible constitution. Did God do this intentionally to make me treasure her more? It's beyond me.
I'm shameless really, almost 21 and still holding hands with her when i go out. I really love my mum.

I just realised what that song was, and how I had a terrible mondegreen. It's not "Hello, hello," but rather "How long, how long", the opening words to Otherside by RHCP, which I love. I've been going back to my rock roots, and digging out sounds which I remember distinctly as a child.
Go listen.

How long, how long will I slide
Seperate my side...
I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slittin my throat it's all I ever had...

Take it on the other side...