Currently listening to:
“Til the Morning Comes” by Kevin So
Hey te besare lentamente
De la cabeza a pie y de vuelta
Babe apapachandote
Te llevare a que alcanzes alegria
Abrazame mi querida ylas almas a juntar
De la noche a la manana
Es amor para sobrar
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I took four years of Spanish in high school and was a member of the National Spanish Honor Society, but I never had the ability to make Spanish sound as good (and oh-so-sexy) as Kevin So does. His album, Individual, will melt away the ladies’ hearts. I can’t get enough of it.
Ok. Enough drooling for now.
Isn’t it strange how people seem to show up in our lives at just the right moment? Yeah, sometimes a few show up a little early, and some a little too late. But then there’s that moment when it all seems to fall into place, including the people in your lives.
Odd. I’ve always felt timing has never been on my side. My family moves away when I need them most. I graduate a year behind schedule. The job opportunity I held out for doesn’t come until I accept an offer with another company. Just when I'm ready to move and relocate, something keeps me stuck right where I am. The men I want to be with always show up a little too early or a little too late in my life. Nothing ever happens when I need it to.
But for once, timing seems to be my best friend. I just hope it doesn't decide to stab me in the back and leave me bleeding on the side of street without a soul to come to my aid. Knowing my luck, my hero would come to my rescue a tad too late.
Darn that evil timing.
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