Andreya Triana will hold me over while my heart finishes healing over The Lost One.

Fuuuuuck. The hours of the day weighed heavily on my shoulders. Tired eyes and a very long night of work lay ahead of me.Secluded and hunched over my computer under the harsh yellow bulb in my lamp, I reached out to the Twitter Universe for musical strength.The Empress herself, adorned with bright rose-colored wallpaper and incisive musical dictum rescued me. Nay… she ignited my senses with the likes of such dulcet gems like the Gorillaz – Don’t Get Lost in Heaven… and out of nowhere; she threw Andreya Triana right in my face.It was a welcomed punch of soulful genius. This jazzy European crusader sustained me through a couple hours of budgeting and press-packing. No lie, I caught myself imagining my lips wrapped around a smooth cigarette, basking barefoot in the moonlight with a handsome stranger.I snapped out of my jazz-infused reverie just in time to nestle into a delectable Chai tea and strategic plan. Thank goodness E had given me a little Bilal to keep in my back pocket for an occasion such as this.The Return of Mr. Wonderful – Mixtape. Thank you for being mixed.