Songs Speak To Me

Don’t you just love how songs always seem to relate to you in some way? i do. songs make you want to do things, make you want to give something new a chance. Songs are the words you wish someone had the guts to scream at you. I swear, if people spoke via song lyrics, i’d be much better heard, and i wouldn’t seem quite so spineless. i think i’d be sort of a bitch, if i spoke via song lyrics, actually… fun! And, random as it seems, this post actually does have a semi-point. i am currently listening to song after song, searching for ones that won’t remind me in any way, shape, or form, of home. because as soon as i’m done with high school, i’m out of here. i was thinking colorado; not too cold during the winter, but not sweltering during the summer. California’s too close to home, and no where sounds good. at least, not for just starting out… at some point in my life, i want to live in Virginia. my  birth mother lives there, from what i heard four years ago, and i need to see her. i have things to ask. things i need to know. but that’s not until i at least finish college. call me a dreamer, but i want to be all successful when/if i see her again after… it’ll be exactly eight years in seven days, so………………. at least 14 years it’ll be once i finish college. sadness, right? but whatever, that’s not important right now. any one have any travel/inspirational/moving on type songs? i tend to lean towards the more recent country songs, though i do enjoy tim mcgraw, faith hill, martina mcbride, and dixie chicks… thanks for reading my latest sleep deprivation-induced ranting!!

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