"1, 2, 3, 4" - Plain White T's I chose to take a breather for the weekend and yet this song still won't leave me. So to spend my last break of the day today (3-14), I decided to give it some attention. It's kinda funny because before cell phones, I carried around a pager and my first bf used to page "314" to me to say he loved me. He figured everyone knew "143" meant "I love you" so he wanted to stand out a bit by switching the numbers around. This was his "code" and I picked today of all days to write about it even though it's been in my head since Saturday. I guess when I'm stuck in a room full of screaming kids, loud games, and Chuck E. Cheese on stage singing this back to back every 15-minutes it's hard to forget! Luckily, it made the other noise bearable. The best part of such a crazy night is now I picture my little niece, wearing an inflatable crown that won't fit her head, dancing around and singing ...
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.