WordPerv

My beautiful friend Wendy recently posted on her blog  her love of “The Last Kiss” soundtrack, how “Hide and Seek” by Imogean Heap is currently her favorite song on that album. It’s my favorite too, that song haunts me when I listen to it. It’s not postpartum Wendy – it’s this female gene we both possess – that one that makes you cry when you hear certain lyrics sung. They are like poetry and they speak to you on a level that you can’t really explain or comprehend. To be honest, that song stung so sharply that I couldn’t listen to it after Brian and I separated. I would cry so damn hard I would practically drive off the road. For the safety of other drivers I thought it was best to shelve that CD for a while. Thankfully, I can now listen to it without swerving into the other lane. Unless I’ve been drinking of course, then I’m all over the road. (I’m just JOKING people!!! I don’t drink and drive, I’d rather call my friends and with slurred tongue ask them to kindly come pick my drunk-ass up. Truth be told I drink most when I’m at home or at friends’ houses – so no driving for me!)