"Dance, Dance" by the Fallout Boys is extremely addictive. And this is coming from a prim and proper classical lover whose favorite artist is Loreena Mckennitt. ;p We may all thank my younger sister for this.

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November is such an introspective month for me... actually- all of Autumn finds a notebook in my hand- a pen directed from my heart... and my soul thinking of what's been- and what will be. This sometimes has me thinking of sad moments in the past- and happy moments in the future... which then leads to me become even more introspective... It's a spiral thing. One which Jenn is being so very good about dealing with- and listening to...

For all of the words I speak and write- I do still have the habit of masks. Masks- that which you use to hide what you are truly feeling. I would rather deal with things myself than trouble those I love with them... that's always how I've been... and probably how I will continue to be. However- in Autumn... some of the masks come down- and I find myself remembering things- and reiterating them with whispered syllables.

I don't like it. It makes me feel vulnerable and open- more than I believe is comfortable... actually- more than I feel is comfortable... and then there are all the agonized moments after- wondering if what I said was really a good thing to speak of.

Wondering if some memories are meant to be hidden in your own mind for always.

My best friend said that a soul mate is- in a world of hard edges- the safest, softest place to fall. And this I truly believe. It's just... still hard for me to comprehend exactly how safe and soft and amazing a soul mate actually is... the stories can't compare. The myths do not come close...

"We're going into D minor... Dance, dance..."