So yesterday I was having a day. A day where I put myself in a place I have not been in a long time. In my defense, I wasn't feeling well so I was in bed practically from the moment I got home from work. So I'm gonna say it was the medication, lack of selection on TV, and countless hours on myspace fooling around that led me to being so bored I...

I was begining to miss a certain someone. Take a wild guess. Yeah, I know right...barf. I have a friend Kelli who is my darling angel. I love her so much. She's like me but with boobies. Anyhow, I'm gettin' off track. I was asking her yesterday if it was okay to miss that person. Immediately, I was told "yes it's bad, don't think about him, but i'll let ya in on a little secret--it's quite normal."

Then I began to think, it is normal. When something or someone used to take up so much of your time it's normal to think of it/them in some capacity at random moments. As I'm sure this other person has, hell, I mean I'm not easy to ignore. Or escape my voice.

My friend James then wanted to go grab dinner and a drink. So, we did. After a horrible experience with our waiter who was a stoner at O'Charley's, we hopped in the truck and he blared a song that changed my whole demeanor. A song that I jammed to when first introduced to it by Brookie. "Over You" by Daughtry.

"...Now that it's all said and done, I can't believe you were the one....I shoulda saw it comin' a long, long, time ago, ya see I'm better off without you more than you know..."

Music is the greatest picker-upper or debbie downer. For this moment, I was put back in my place and realized why, as Kelli told me, I should not think of him. For a few hours my mood was interrupted, but in 30 seconds I was put in my place by someone who once felt the way that I do.