When I was little, I would listen to a song over and over and over. I would dance around and sing it in my room at the top of my lungs and dance all nuts like Mariah...That stopped when my mom caught me doing it- all embarrassed
I still listen to songs over and over, I take in the song and love it until I know every word, then I am done...Its over and I can't listen to it again.
I am doing it now. :)
I have been here in San Diego...(absorbing it all) for about 4 weeks now. And I love it....just time alone by myself to figure out this world OR myself...who really knows. I figure you can't have it all figured out cause then its time to die. To release and go I suppose.
I love it here, but I really miss my people...all secluded in my "apt" but its wonderful and cold and a lot of hard work. or just work.
I have done a lot and figured out some things.
That hard work and effort, really does make you appreciate all the things you do and have, that I like hard work, that I have become a really reclusive person, am a compulsive buyer and will maybe never be rich, and to not be afraid of my voice--anymore...I think back to the 16 year old bad ass I used to be...Say what is on my mind and not care, but I am better at it now because I can pick my battles.
This has been a time of "transformation" I am not quit a butterfly yet but I am getting there a real girl ;)
Anyway back to the point---like there is ever a point...I love music...it takes me to another world..And I swear after a few drinks, I can Beyonce, Christina Aguleria, Mariah anyone under the table...whats next maybe american Idol
No comments:
Post a Comment