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                                                              (Photo: Marcel Dekker)

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes ‘til I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway
(Breakaway – Kelly Clarkson)

Doesn’t get much cheesier than that. Nevertheless, this is the song I’m listening to as I do the last of my packing and zip close the suitcase. And I’ll be listening to it tomorrow when I board the plane that will carry me the 2 hour trip to Stansted Airport in London.

Melodramatic much? Oh yeah. But who doesn’t love that throbbing thing your heart does when some song fits so perfectly to your situation it’s silly? The throbbing and that giddy feeling that sometimes comes along as well. I know I’ll riding this sensation all the way there, anyway, all teenage emotional, cheesy melodrama be damned.

(Nah, I’m mostly joking. For some unfathomable reason “I can’t decide” by Scissor Sisters is what I’m listening to at the moment. It has nothing, whatsoever, to do with moving away. I guarantee it’s the most… special... song you’ve heard in a while. )