"Killing in the Name of" - Rage Against the Machine This song riles me up every single time. I can't help it. It's my own personal road rage even when I'm not in the car. It's my release; my fighting music when the only person I'm fighting with is myself. The funny thing is, I ain't even mad right now. I actually had a pretty good Saturday night because I decided to keep the drama at home and go out. I could've easily f@$ked myself over by allowing the guy to get his way again, but this time I thought, "Wait a damn minute... why the hell should I sit and mope? Why the hell should I go over there and deal with it when I really don't have to?!" Then I thought of what my dear friend said a few days ago to me. She said, "Girl, who's supposed to be the catch here? If it's you, then act like it's you. Let them go to you." Huh, never thought of myself as a "catch," but I guess that's why I was doing all of...
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.