sing it gurl

Trent Reznor used to have the corner of the “fucked up from a break up” market… until this female singer named Adele emerged within the last year or so.

If you get through her album in one emotional piece you just want to send her flowers and give her a hug.

Sex sells.
Empathy sells better…

If you can listen to a song and go “oh wow… sing it gurl,… I know your pain.” – that’s sheer goldmine material… and goldmine it’s been… and good on her…

Her single “Rolling in the Deep” was ironically getting heavy radio play right around the time my heart got torn out and chewed up. The last verse of the song became almost a daily affirmation for me which got me through most of the pain. I wrote an abbreviated passage from the song on the mirror in my room so I’d see it every day.

Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You’ll pay me back in kind and reap just what you’ve sown

Turn it into gold she has – she’s sold a ton of records.

get grateful - get to work!

I took sister-thang’s advice and poured my ache right into projects… work…. and myself:
January and February 2012 were record months for my business – puling more billable hours per-month than I have in 4 years.
I’m back to the gym and looking like I give a shit about my body again.
I’ve got 3 entrepreneurial irons in the fire with colleagues.

Thanks Adele… ¬†you rumplestiltskin of the heart.

Keep spinning that gold from your broken heart strings…. and good lord girl – find yourself a good man. You deserve one… (and so do i – but I can wait on that.)