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Saturday, August 28, 2010
Sayonara
It's not hard to say goodbye to THIS yesterday.
Life is about experiences, yes - learning and growing, true. However, I am still exhaling from an experience I could have done without.
You. Oh, you know who you are. Wait, you're probably not even looking at anything on the internet with words not pictures, that's right.
*I wish I could go back to the day before we met, and skip my regret." - Heather Headley
You ain't never lied, Heather.
I am glad that I am the person I am now, and not the person I was then. Then, I was a person who would allow someone to intimidate, manipulate, abuse them in the name of love. I didn't know myself, didn't love myself enough to know that I deserved better.
Well guess what fool, I know better now. And there is NOTHING that you can intimidate me with now to make me even acknowledge your presence. The only things I regret are the years I wasted on you.
I love growth, progress, mingling with people that I love and love me for me. *exhaling* This shit feels good.
A rambling missive, but I needed to get it out.
Asshole, I bid you adieu.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Music Makes Me Happy
....when most other things fail to do so.
Don't get me wrong, I have the same things to be grateful for that others cherish: life, vested-ness, a job, great kids, a place to live.
But sometimes, damnit, that's not enough. Sue me for not being uber-grateful 100 percent of the time.
Sometimes I need to channel my restless energy into Jeff Beck guitar riffs, the Boomer angst of the boss....or maybe even, the purely sexual intent of R Kelly.
You never know where my musical mood may land. That's why I love music. There are no limits.
Don't get me wrong, I have the same things to be grateful for that others cherish: life, vested-ness, a job, great kids, a place to live.
But sometimes, damnit, that's not enough. Sue me for not being uber-grateful 100 percent of the time.
Sometimes I need to channel my restless energy into Jeff Beck guitar riffs, the Boomer angst of the boss....or maybe even, the purely sexual intent of R Kelly.
You never know where my musical mood may land. That's why I love music. There are no limits.
Innagural Musings
mot·ley Pronunciation: \ˈmät-lē\
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English, perhaps from mot mote, speck
1 : variegated in color <a motley coat>
2 : composed of diverse often incongruous elements <a motley crowd>
At long last, I blog.
Motley seemed to be the best title....I am certainly composed of incongruous elements that don't usually make any sense (except to me).
What will I talk about? Being single, sexy and free. With a splash of motherhood, politics and current events.
My journey begins - here goes nothing!
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