Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Shoee, I ain't a freak after all

At least not based on the standards of this Yahoo news story. What a relief.

Migraines, one bad blurry eye and a malfunctioning debit card and a song I wish I had known or was recorded years ago as this could be the Single Girl's Consulting Anthem.. (apologies for being ultra mainstream American Idol kind of sappy)

"Home"

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Babe I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
'Cause I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
That this is not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home


Oh if only life was framed and lived like a snapshot of a lyric, if the hindsight came five years earlier, if you had the opportunity to know where not going home would lead.

I dedicate to this post to all the chicks on the road. May your flights be comp upgraded, may your outbound be long and your inbound be short, may you make Platinum this year, may your 1st class salad not be Caesar, may you never taste a Milano cookie again, may you get reclining exit row, and may you make your success be defined by more than all of that.

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