"Cool" - Gwen Stefani I was trying on some bras in a newly revamped dressing room today as this song came on. It's funny how I haven't heard it in a while and it suddenly decided to show itself right at my most vulnerable state. There I was looking at myself in the mirror (one of those 3-dimensional mirrors where you could see yourself from all angles), underneath bright lights and seeing more than I needed to see, literally. And then I started to think. I picked a fight with a "friend" late Friday-early Saturday morning because this friend just knows how to get under my skin with their antics. And I think of him when I hear this song. It can't be helped. We've gone through every stage, worn every label, and did every possible thing you could think of when it comes to being more than friends. And so I was hoping that this time we'd finally get the friend thing right. But it's difficult to befriend an ex. I hate to admit that yes, I was thinki...
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.