Normally the Beatles are no more than a step or two away from my thoughts from morning till night. When they are a constant presence in my life I feel close to them, as though I've been spending time with them.
Sometimes, though, I will go through a period where, unintentionally, I drift away from them. I get very busy with other things and, somehow, they get pushed out of my mind. I don't think about them much at all. It doesn't happen often; I have to be extremely busy with a variety of things going on in my life all at once. The past few weeks have been one of those times and now I find myself missing my boys. I feel like I haven't seen them in ages and I'm realizing there's a hole there where they belong.
I brought my "Help!" DVD to California with me so tomorrow night I will sit down and watch it and spend some good, quality time with the lads. I need to reconnect with them.