"Paper Planes" - M.I.A. Last night we went to a glorified "taco stand" restaurant hidden behind a very eventful Friday night street fair. The food was good and the company was even better. Only I ordered a Margarita to go with my meal, but I didn't finish it because it was filled with real alcohol and not enough rocks! I surprise myself when I try to act my age. I really do. But their iced tea came in a bottle and there was no Equal in sight. A gal had to make a choice, but next time I know to soda my way out of it. Anyway, it was an interesting evening to be in a Latin-inspired place with nothing Latin about it besides their tacos, but it was a nice change of pace. I prefer trying new places with no memory of anyone. And just when I thought all of this was awesomely new, song after song slowly started to pull me back to the past. The funny thing is the very first song was Bob Marley so I was hopeful, but then came Radiohead, Death Cab for Cutie, and pretty muc...
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.