Sunday, March 14, 2010

The Soundtrack of our Lives

The wonderful thing about music is it lets us know that others are going through the exact same things we are. When we listen to music we realize our situations aren’t so unique.  There are people who share the same feelings whether they be good or bad. Music lets us know that someone empathizes with us; someone has been there before.

When I listen to Chrisette Michele’s Epiphany I am relieved to know that I am not alone in being a “silly girl”.   It comforts me to listen to Ne-Yo’s Part of the List and know that other people sit and reminisce.  In both  Again  and Another Again John Legend confirms the fact that I am not the only person who tends to linger.  Best for Last By Adele proves that someone else thought they were really something they weren’t. If She Breaks Your Heart by Stevie Wonder by way of The Foreign Exchange affirms that when you walk away and your life doesn’t turn out as planned I don’t have to be there to comfort you.  India Arie’s Testimony:Vol.1, Life & Relationship (the whole album) reassures me that there is life after  disappointment.

The same way music soothes my soul when I’m hurting it also rejuvenates my spirit with the testament of the love that is to come.

Raheem DaVaughn’s Love Drug attests to the fact that someday I will be undoubtedly captivated by someone and the feelings will be reciprocated. In Angel Robin Thicke guarantees that I will be the center of someone’s universe.  Til it Happens by Corinne Bailey Rae readies me for love. Lauryn Hill assists me in the preparation of a carefree type of love in Nothing Even Matters. Listening to Someone by Musiq reaffirms that I will be appreciated simply for who I am. Anthony Hamilton’s The Point of it All is an indication that actions will be made purely out of love.  While Brian McKnight’s Never Felt This Way assures me that I will be all someone needs.

Regardless of the emotion someone somewhere has expressed it through intricate lyrics and has delicately placed them in front a beautifully orchestrated melody. All you have to do is stop and listen… 

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Single and Civil

I’ve been so uninspired lately but I felt the need to blog so I asked my friend KP (from NJ not KP from TX) for some help. He suggested that I write about being single yet civil. Seeing as though it is an accurate depiction of the stage in my life I am currently in I thought it was a great idea!

So what does it mean? It’s simple; it means I’m cool with my relationship status. I understand I’m getting older and a lot of people my age are “ready to settle down” but I’m not really sure I’m there yet. I’m taking this time to get to know me. I need to know who I am first. Then I can figure out what I do and don’t want. That’s what dating is doing for me. Just recently, I’ve discovered a whole list of “don’t wants”. And you know, I would have never known I didn’t want it if I hadn’t experienced it.

I have been fortunate enough to have a good number of dates. And I will admit that I have thought about whether or not my feelings on dating would be different if I wasn’t presented with the opportunity to date regularly. But I don’t think so. I think my ideology is one of the reasons guys date me. There’s no pressure for commitment and I’m not desperate. We all know if a girl starts talking long term on the first date dude is a throwin’ deuces (I personally don’t blame him). We also know no one wants to be with a desperate person. People who are desperate themselves don’t want to be coupled with another desperate person. We’ve all had this convo with our “desperate” friend.

“Hey girl, so how was Tim?”
“I mean he’s cool and all, real nice and everything but girl, he’s a little too desperate for me.”
“Really, I thought you two would really be compatible.” Translation (Umm fool, you desperate too!!!)

I digress…. So yeah, I am currently single and civil (doesn’t it have a nice ring to it!) Point of clarification, though I am not searching for him if Mr. Right comes waltzing by I’m not going to send him packing, momma didn’t raise no fool! But while he’s frolicking around I’m going to do the same. I’m enjoying getting to know me. And if I must say so myself, I really like this person I’m getting to know!