October 5, 2007 Journal Entry

I just finished listening to the song, “Penny Lover,” by Lionel Ritchie. It’s one of the songs I have recorded in my iTunes library and a favorite. Of course, it has nothing to do with the fact that it has my name in the title. *smile* I can’t help but sigh every time I hear it. It’s the kind of song that I would love someone to sing to me. I would definitely take it personally. Not because it’s the best example of classic music, but I think I like the song because it has a wistful nature to it. He’s thinking to himself and having an imaginary conversation with a girl he has an obvious attraction to. And when he thinks about her, he misses her. I want someone to miss me. There are fewer words sweeter than, “I miss you.” Not “I miss this,” or “I miss that.” but “I miss you.” Those words convey a lot. They say that there’s something worth missing. I guess that’s what everyone wants, really. I would love to come home and be greeted by a warm, “Welcome home, I missed you.” Okay, I know I’m belaboring the point, but it’s how I feel.

Maybe I’ll get a cat.