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Those Frozen Southern Grrrrls

Those Frozen Southern Grrrrls  You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be? You're frozen When you're heart's not open. You're so consumed with how much you get You waste your time with hate and regret, You're broken When you're heart's not open... Now there's no point in placing the blame And you should know I suffer the same, If I lose you My heart will be broken. Love is a bird, She needs to fly. Let all the hurt inside of you die You're frozen when your heart's not open! - Madonna, Frozen When I moved to Boston from Atlanta 20 years ago I remember feeling like a foreigner in a foreign land, having to adjust to the fast-walking, fast-talking New England way of life. Back in my Southern culture, we sipped sweet tea at a leisurely pace and waved on fellow 4-way stoppers because what's the rush, really? From the comfort of my Honda Accord, I let the sunroof open and the windows down s...