Music Monday: Can’t let go
No matter what the people say, I’m gonna love you anyway… you are my life… I can’t let go…
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On the Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
I’ve never done one of Mama’s writing prompts before, and frankly I don’t know why I haven’t. But today I’m going to… so let’s see what we’ve got for today…
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On going home
I ate my yogurt while pacing and singing loudly along with John Legend playing on the mall’s intercom system and thinking maybe this was my destination… maybe I’m never going to be home unless I’m somewhere pacing in the dark in Brooklyn…
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#MusicMonday: Nature Boy
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return…
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On a mistress
I wish no ill on the poor sweet girl. I don’t even really wish them to break up per se, but I wish she’d know her place and step off my husband’s reincarnation. I am not the mistress; she is. I’ll swear to the jury that he was mine first. I’ll stick to my story…
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On a bad morning
I managed to crawl out of bed with enough strength to call my therapist, and strangely after our brief conversation which consisted of nothing but a confirmation that our session was indeed canceled today because she had a nasty cold, I felt better.
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Yes, yes, I know I’m a day late, but better late than never! Here’s a classic NYC story for you: a few years back, a clash between my parents and my now-ex husband caused us to get put out of their house on Christmas eve night. Actually, only my husband got put out. I was [...]
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On greeting cards and The Matrix
I was immediately drawn to the birthdays, bypassing all the “Happy Halloween”-s and looking directly at the pink, frilly and flowery cards labeled “for her.” Who is She? Well, she’s Mother apparently, or Daughter, Sister, Niece, Aunt, Cousin… Lover… Girlfriend… Wife… Some of them were silly and some were sweet. Some had feeble attempts at humor. Some of them had “I love you” messages. Most of them did, actually.
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On Stevie Wonder
This is problematic for me only because I think my professor wants me to imitate his style of singing, and I’m like “no.” Actually, I didn’t explicitly say “no.” I’ve got more sense than to bad-talk Stevie Wonder’s high notes in front of a room full of jazz musicians who are all bigger than I am…
...read more hereOn being (gasp!) an award-winning blogger
Thanks so much, babe! You can feel free to have me over for cake anytime you please. 
I think this is cause for a celebration. Are you ready for it? Because I’m about to celebrate…
