Do you think if I hum that enough I’ll actually believe it? Technically it is bright and sunny outside, and all the way into work today I thought, I’m going to post something fun today, something upbeat, something a little less morose than the day before. But I’m just not feeling it. Not sure why, just feeling a bit melancholy I guess. I knew I shouldn’t have waxed nostalgic yesterday, there’s always a lengthy shake-off process that follows.
Still, I thought, maybe if I think of happy things, I’ll hitch onto an idea a little less glum than the things I had swarming my brain on the ride into work. Hmm…maybe it’s a ‘list’ kinda day. Think of things I like. Favorite song lyrics perhaps? And how apropos that one of my favorite songs just happens to be next on my CD player. Glycerine, by Bush. I hum along…get to my favorite line…It shoulda been easier by three / our old friend fear and you and me…uh okay…so much for a bright, sunshiny day happenin’ there. I skip ahead on the CD. Ah, here we go, Trisha Yearwood’s, On a Bus to St. Cloud. A sudden switch from rock to country. Might work. But oh no, a story of lost love? I shoulda known better…And I hate you some / and I love you some / But I miss you most. Great. Punch the forward button again. Aha! Nirvana! Smells Like Teen Spirit perhaps? But no. Heart Shaped Box…I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks / I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap / I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black...
Well that’s just lovely. So much for the favorite list of songs to brighten my day and pull me out of the blue funk. I really need to take a closer look at my musical choices and see what it says about me. Some day. Not today.
Guess we best steer clear of the song lyrics for today unless I can find REM’s - Shiny, Happy People which actually might just irritate me enough to go postal, so perhaps we’ll just leave well enough alone.
So here’s a list, short and sweet, a few more Things I Know For Sure to cheer me up:
1. This too shall pass.
2. What doesn’t kill us, makes us stronger. Or is it bitter? No…I’m pretty sure it’s stronger. Okay, maybe that one I’m not so sure of.
3. Someday I will travel the world and all of this will seem like a distant, hopefully amusing memory.
4. This time next month I will be packing my bag for Reno.
5. Tomorrow I will finish The Outlaw Bride.
There. I feel better already. Now…if I could just figure out how to convince them to spring me from this joint early today, my joy will be complete.