On my way to you, by Charlie Grosso

Bits and pieces of lyrics from these songs have been playing on repeat in my head for the past month.

Timeless by The Airborne Toxic Event
And I wished that our lives were just endless
Cause it’s all too short, and I’m leaving soon

I am Disappeared by Frank Turner
And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tons
I sleep with my passport
One eye on the back door
So I can always run
I can get up, shower, and in half an hour I’ll be gone

Wanderlust by Frank Turner
I didn’t choose, no I was chosen by a life that must be lived in passing through,
And though she’s changed so much for me, changing this is the one thing I cannot do.
Darling, I’m leaving, the distance keeps calling me on.
Darling, come morning I’ll be gone.

The Wanderlust by Metric
Oh, you’re the one I had to meet
I never wanted to go home
Wanderlust will carry us on

Count to Ten by Tina Dico
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to go slow
And sometimes if you wanna hold on you got to let go
 
I’m gonna close my eyes
And count to ten
I’m gonna close my eyes
And when I open them again
Everything will make sense to me then

That’s Life by Frank Sinatra (I secretly love the duet version by Katharine MacPhee and Meghan Hilty from the TV show Smash – the theater nerd lives strong within still)
I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I’ve been up and down and over and out and I know one thing
Each time I find myself layin’ flat on my face
I just pick myself up and get back in the race

I Still Believe by Frank Turner
Now who’d have thought that after all,
Something as simple as rock ‘n’ roll would save us all.

Dream So Real by Metric
To believe in the power of songs
To believe in the power of girls
Though the point we’re making is gone
Played stripped down to my bone
I’ll shut up and carry on
The scream becomes a yawn
I’ll shut up and carry on

I piece all of the different lyrics together and the poetry from my subconscious shouts at me! Yeah, yeah, yeah…I’m leaving and it’s a life of rock n’ roll and the open road. What is the most impressive is the repetition of the same theme from artist to artist.

Bacon Peanut Butter Cookies, by Charlie Grosso

My browser history tells a different story. Cookbooks. My obsession for cookbooks is revived at the most inconvenient time.

Ripe by Nigle Slater

A Girl and Her Pig by April Bloomfield

I Love New York: Ingredients and Recipes by Daniel Humm

The Smitten Kitchen Cookbook by Deb Perelman

Listen … Apricot and Pistachio Crumble, Lime Yogurt Cake w/ Blueberry Sauce, Harvest Roast Chicken w/ with Grapes, Olives and Rosemary, Braised Lamb Shoulder w/ Tomatoes and Anchovies, Zucchini w/ Almond Pesto, Fennel-Lemon Marmalade….hang on, pause for drool control and a reality check on the lack of space to entertain in my NYC apt.

The soundtrack of my life is telling me that I need to get going yet at the same time I dream of making lavish meals and feeding my friends. The push and pull of contrasting desires. I turn the music on full blast and bake a batch of peanut butter bacon cookies.

I’m no longer so concerned about following any one particular voice these days. I see them all…each claiming a space inside of me and I will satiate their desire the best I can. Take a cookie for the road, it will be a while before we are back in our own kitchen again.