Friday, June 10, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Hold Back the Rain (And The Weird Dreams)
Last night I dreamed I was dating this man. Yes, in his 80s mullet glory and all. The entire dream consisted of our first meeting all the way to our relationship. This is what happens to me for listening to Duran Duran so much recently. I am turning 29 in four days and it was like being a kid all over again. A 28-year-old like myself having such a teen girl moment would be sad if it was 1982 and it was Duran Duran's hey day, but it's even sadder in the year 2011.
Although I have to stop myself right there. I don't have to dismiss it or bring myself down. The truth is, it wasn't bad at all. And it's not like there's hundreds of people at the edge of their seat waiting to weigh in with their opinion on this (judging by the 0 comments I get in each post.)
I admit it: for one night I had a crush on the guy. And, honestly, waking up had never felt so overrated. I would have stayed there with him if I could.
It was nice. There was a lot of giggling and touching and tension. And it was so funny because there he was with the mullet and the 80s clothes, but somehow it was perfect. And I think that's the way it should be. I want to feel that again, that level of comfort. I wonder if I'll find someone who's that secure in himself and who believes in me.
The only problem is that now every time I listen to "Hold Back the Rain" I'll blush a little. And I'll be turning red plenty because I love that song. I'm into it obsessively. And, oh boy, it's because of the bass line...
Uh oh.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
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