I’ve been working on poems all day, well in between laundry, shopping lists, and lunch. Between the projects in the air, and whatever else I might have worth submitting into the great abyss of lit mags and journals, this feeling has grown that I’m on the verge of a new phase. Maybe all the unfinished poems in my notebooks were just my poet’s voice practicing its scales. Maybe it’s time to let some old things go and keep moving.

That in mind, I moved on to do my workout. Even when I feel like my energy levels are low, Sophie Ellis-Bextor can always get me moving. Here are two songs that I want to dance to at my wedding some (not too far off) day. Yeah, more about that another time. Suffice it to say, more than seven years together and he still lights up when I walk into the room. Someone told me once that there are more important things, but I’ve been around enough to know better.