The Purple Haze

Unlike some of my contemporaries, I never sulk after a break-up. That doesn’t make me a cold, heartless bitch – it only means I have enough bubble wrap around my heart to prevent its total breakage Bubble wrap is cool too, since whoever would be “the final ONE” could pop silly each air pocket until he reaches me. It doesn’t sound that hard. It might even be fun,I think. Haha!

Speaking of bubble wrap, there’s one song my player has been playing more often than the others. I don’t know if this song has been released at all, but it’s one by Jason Mraz and Colbie Calliat (did I spell that right?). I bet this went crazy mainstream, but I wouldn’t have any idea; I live a Cro-Magnonish life, remember? Anyway, the title is “Lucky.” It’s a pretty, bubbly, light and fun song that revolves around the simple (simple nga ba?) joys of keeping a far-away love. Two cute lines from the song: Can you hear me, I’m talking to you across the water, across the deep blue ocean under the open sky, oh my, baby I’m trying/Lucky I’m in in love with my best friend, lucky to have been where I have been, lucky to be coming home again. Download the song whenever you have the chance. Or buy the CD; that could work too (wink).

Oh, shush, being single isn’t that bad! It’s actually one of the most fun experiences; only second to eating if you ask me. Some would be lucky/unlucky enough to stay such until, um, their whole lifetime. I’d like to think of it as a ME phase though. A perfect situation to give yourself unconditional lovin’ you would otherwise get from your mom and your dog. Go shopping! Be your fabulous self! Go network Look where it got me! Lol.