Just opened my new toy … an ipod. I kept it in a cupboard for about two weeks before opening it. Call is buyer’s remorse. I didn’t really need a new ipod. My trusty nano was working just fine. It’s just that I felt like I was constantly swapping music because I was always at the max number of songs for the 2gb of space. Call it claustrophobic.

With my new ipod, I feel like I can stretch my arms wide open. I have room to run and play – and dance and sing! And it makes me happy. So very, very happy!

For my 40th birthday a few months back, my cousin gave me a CD she made with songs that remind her of me … Wild Thing, Downtown, Mrs. Robinson, Brown Eyed Girl, Puppy Love, Ice Cream Man, Little Ole Wine Drinker, Beast of Burden, You Give Love a Bad Name, Raspberry Beret, Sweet Child O’ Mine, September, Old Days, and Bandala. The second to last song – the one right before Van Halen’s “Happy Trails” (bum ba dee da) – is Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield. I had heard the song before, but had never really listened to it until receiving this gift. I have since claimed it as my song for the year:

    Unwritten – by Natasha Bedingfield

Excerpt

I am unwritten, can’t read my mind. I’m undefined.
I’m just beginning, the pen’s in my hand, ending unplanned.

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries are outside the lines
We’ve been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can’t live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Relase your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

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