But Not quite
Preface: For anyone who cares about the latest shenanigans, I wrote this before her new album dropped AND before I knew about any controversy. I don’t listen to her music often enough to be up on the latest news…weird timing, but oh well. I briefly considered a complete rewrite (bc boy is it blowin’ up in my circles), but that wouldn’t be true to my process. I’ve decided I don’t need to change based on what I THINK people might think. It is what it is, and I said what I said. 🤷🏻♀️ Ok…back to the post.
It’s weird thinking about parts of my life as history. I bet you’re wondering what that has to do with ALMOST being a Swiftie. Yes, I’ve lived through some very notable events in history. I was born in the 80’s, so a good deal has happened since then. Did you know it has been almost 2️⃣0️⃣ years since Taylor Swift released her first album? (about 18…but that’s close enough to round up). Feel old? Yeah, me too. 👵🏻 I actually remember hearing her sing “Tim McGraw” on a morning talk show. I enjoyed her first few albums and pored over the lyric booklets to find the hidden messages in the capitalized letters. I remember being so excited to discover there was a secret to unveil. I remember feeling like she was “strummin’ my pain with her fingers, singin’ my life with her words….” – I mean, I was in college, I was in love, it was c.o.m.p.l.i.c.a.t.e.d., and there was always a song to express what I was going through. I’m not that much older than T.S., but I matured faster than her music did. So, I started listening again around the time she came out with “folklore.” I still listen here and there, but I couldn’t tell you which song was on what album. I have no idea what her eras are, and I don’t have time to keep up with who she’s dating (though at this point, who can help but know at least a little bit – Facebook keeps me updated daily). Some of her music is relatable, but we live very different lives. So, T. Swizzle, keep doin’ your thing, and I’ll keep doing mine.
The thing that actually sent me off on this tangent was that I recently discovered that Xanga still exists! Wow, was that a throwback! Okay, so remember how I said it was c.o.m.p.l.i.c.a.t.e.d. – well let’s just say that at one time, I used my Xanga site exclusively for sending coded messages out into the interwebs, hoping that special someone was checking it and finding my secret messages. Yes, I was in college and 20ish years old. No, it wasn’t inappropriate. It was just c.o.m.p.l.i.c.a.t.e.d. Maybe I’ll write about that some day too… The fun part – I did finally get to marry him, and now we have 5 wonderful children and a very full life together. 🥰 God is good!
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