This afternoon my intestines were tied in a knot because of the stress of dealing with
the still-ongoing bank fiasco, and I needed to de-stress. I'd been listening to loud rap music all morning, so decided it was time for something a little more relaxing. Generally when I need music to relax me, I put on Norah Jones or India.Arie. Today I chose India. I opened her three albums in my media player and scanned through the list of songs to choose where to start. I found "
This Too Shall Pass," a nice, positive song about how whatever problems we're having right now will soon be in the past. I hit play and heard the opening lines:
I've achieved so much in life,
But I'm an amateur in love.
My bank account is doing just fine,
...
That's when I stopped and banged my head on the desk.
Screw. You. India. Arie.
And your stupid bank account.
5 comments:
Oh come on, it's not the whole universe that hates you; India Arie, sure, but not the whole universe.
You think you have it bad...my reader has not been sending me updates from your blog for three weeks now. I thought you were dead...I'm been wearing sackcloth for that period of time...imagine the stench...
Scot: I'm pretty sure India.Arie is one with the universe, so really it's all the same.
Sam: Truly I pity you. I can't imagine anything worse.
I love your relaxing music choices. But I'm prejudiced, because they're the same for me.
You have good taste. :)
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