Not What I Planned

I started a long, serious post about the different avenues of inspiration and the non-traditional forms edification can take.

But then I thought, "Nah."

I'm not in the mood to be all thoughtful and deep. I have essays to read and work to do. So instead, I'll share something short, sweet, and to the point: Ingrid Michaelson's "The Way I Am," two minutes and seventeen seconds of funky, cool tenderness.