Mere mention of the old Beatles classic ‘Yesterday’, sets my mental jukebox a-spinnin’: Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away But now it seems as though they’re here to stay. Oh, I believe… in yesterday... Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be There's a shadow hanging over me Oh I believe in yesterday ... I keep it confined to my head, of course. The last time I busted out in unbridled song all the small animals fled my neighbourhood and didn’t come back for weeks. Dreamt up whole-cloth by Paul McCartney one night in 1965, Yesterday is a meaningless ditty about shattered romance . For many, though, it’s an anthem for hard times. Most of us are acquainted with unexpected reversals of fortune. Dark clouds descend like a shroud “as though they’re here to stay”, the gloom shaded by our frustration with the seemingly random and whip-saw turns of the universe. It can all seem so unfair. Unf...
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