"Torn" - Natalie Imbruglia Ah, this song and all that comes along with it. I first heard it while sitting in an old Porsche 914 that smelled of exhaust and leather. It was parked next to a car lot full of brand-spankin' new Porsches and there I was, in one that was definitely out of place. Some of its letters were missing so it only spelled out "P-O-R." Funny, because it did need a lot of work. The engine would start and stop like a death trap and often died before we'd get to where we needed to be. The parking brake would need to be pulled so high up so the car wouldn't roll away (even if it was on a flat surface). There was no power steering, no power anything. The outside screamed of a new paint job from the dusty red and burnt out black of a rooftop we'd often take down because it was always too hot and there was no A/C. I can still see the stunned faces of the car dealers through the big, glass display windows as a young man exited the driver...
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.