Short Skirt/Long Jacket

Today felt like a turning point for me. I've been dealing with lots of anger and sadness in relation to my recent/prolonged heartbreak, and today marked a departure from that. Today I was able to cruise out to CamRock after work to squeeze in some play time in the woods before yoga, and celebrate, as I rode, the man who reunited me with this awesome sport.

On the drive back to Madison, I heard this song -- which always makes me think of him -- and experienced that feeling like a good thing rather than a tragic thing:

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes

I want a girl with the right allocations
Who's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry
She's putting up her hair
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnng jacket......

I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass

She is fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnng.... lonnng jacket

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
At Citibank we will meet accidentally
We'll start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a car with a cupholder arm rest
She wants a car that will get her there
She's changing her name from Kitty to Karen
She's trading her MG for a white Chrysler La Baron

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnggggggggg jacket

Sometimes songs with silly lyrics are just really satisfying, as this one from Cake is, especially when it doesn't just make me miss the New Englander.

Speaking of things that are really satisfying, the yoga class I went to tonight was amazing. I was able to come into headstand with straight(er) legs, which is something I've been working on, and it ended with a 15 minute savasana complete with healing at the hands of the teacher, a Reiki master. I left there feeling incredible, came home, cleaned the house, did a couple of loads of laundry, got everything in order for my bike ride tomorrow, and now, I'm going to bed. Happy.