Struming My Pain...

But it hurts when I think,
When I let it sink in... -- 4 in the Morning, Gwen Stefani

---

I'm finding myself appreciative of how every time I turn the radio on these days, it either seems to be beginning, or about to play one of three songs:

• Lost Without U, Robin Thicke
• 4 in the Morning, Gwen Stefani
• Say It Right, Nelly Furtado

Tonight I heard some random Slim Shady song (after Robin, of course), and it was funny ("'you got a tatoo? what's that say? rest in pieces? uh... that's great.'"), but I still am awed by how this music seems to creep into every bit of my heart and mind.

I don't mind it so much; after all, it manages to say everything I can't seem to say myself. And tonight, I had some friendly advice from an "oldie". She told me that you will see what you want in everyone you come across, but what comes and is said or done, is just that, and when it's all said and done, it's just that. Her point was that there will be more who are right, and that just because that one was there, it doesn't mean it was the last, or even the right thing.

Being the kind of guy that I am, I'd like to think it was right, but I'm just a hopeless romantic on the inside, and we all know what kind of saps those people can be... hah.... hahah...