Monday, September 6, 2010

Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart? You should try sleeping in my bed...

Alicia Keys and I are on the same page when it comes to her latest album out. Wowza! Seems like every song is speaking to me specifically.

Two weeks into the last rotation and time seems to be creeping along. Would you understand what I meant if I said that the days move so slowly but I feel like I'm reeling, out of control toward the unknown? It feels as if I have been in Alaska for months and it has only been 2 weeks. Maybe that is because I have been holding onto something that I didn't want to lose so tightly that my figurative "heels" have been digging into the ground and keeping me from moving forward. For me, maybe Labor day is not only signifying the end of summer, but also the end of letting things/people hold me back. Even if not, I think I'm going to believe that is the case.

Something completely unrelated but nonetheless something to ponder...why do we call dried grapes raisins but we call all other dried fruit by their name with "dried" in front of it? Like: dried apples, or dried pineapple, dried mangoes...Why are grapes special? Why does their dry counterpart get a separate name? I've been trying to figure this out for the past couple of days, but I cannot come up with a solid reason.

This post is fairly boring so I'll try to liven up the next one.

HOLLER

2 comments:

  1. dried plums = prunes

    betta check your facts!

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  2. HA at least it starts with the same letter ;)

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