Temporarily
John Mayer, "Wheel"
People have the right to fly
And will when it gets compromised
Their hearts say 'Move along'
Their minds say 'Gotcha, heart,'
'Let's move it along'
I am really tired and was hoping that tonight would be a good night to go to bed early since i had nothing speicific planned. But, Rachael called and asked if i wanted to hang out with her, her husband John, and a couple of their friends. Seeing as she's never in town, i thought, "Yeah, i'd best take advantage." So i did. And now i won't get a good night's rest.
But you know what? Some things are worth being tired all day. There are times when i go to bed far too late and crawl under the covers thinking, "Well that was stupid." But there are also times when i could fall asleep at 3am and it would be entirely acceptible. You know those late night conversations with friends? The ones that come from the heart, are driven by the depths of who you both are, and end with a remarkably comfortable sense of accomplishment? Those are entirely worth giving up sleep. Or seeing a friend you haven't seen for a few years even if just for an hour or two. Or typing out an entry because you haven't put a literary piece of yourself in the public blogging domain for over a week. All worth it.
The above lyrics to John Mayer's song, "Wheel," struck me today. I realized, while listening to the song, that they applied to my breakup with Heather. I felt that my freedom to fly had been compromised, that i was slowly being chiseled down to a shell of who i really am. I won't get into the "You should always be yourself" stuff since my last entry was just about entirely on that subject. But, that aside, the lyrics really hit my heart.
The song goes on to say that this girl, whom he has broken up with, is not the last he'll ever love. And he's not the last to ever love her. They will both move on, have their hearts broken again, break others' hearts, and fall in love with others. That's the way this wheel keeps working out. And he's right.
It's all just temporary. I remember all the crushes i had in high school. I could list them, but you wouldn't know half of the names on it, so it wouldn't matter anyways. Perhaps another time. But they all went away, were replaced by others, were crushed on by others. A select few still have a special place in the confines of my heart, but most dissipated into the atmosphere. The emotions, not the acutal girls. Heather and i got together, had a growth filled three years, and broke up.
Friends come and go. My spacebar just started jamming and it's annoying my guts out. A select few remain close, and you should hold on to them, but most of the friends in your life will move in and out. Dorothy was right when she said, "People come and go so quickly here." She was talking about Munchkin Land, but we'll apply it to life at the moment. It's all temporary. Even a marriage lasting 50 years isn't forever. Eventually the husband or wife will die. Even before such a final event, other changes are constantly being made. A marriage is never the same two days in a row. Neither is anything else.
You might wonder where i'm going with this, but in all honesty, i'm not trying to make a point. I'm just typing out my reactions to some song lyrics that had a particular impact today. That's all.
Seeing Rachael was nice. I've missed her voice. We spent many a summer together, and there's a story to be told, but i'll go into it another time. I'm going to bed.....temporarily.
Right now i'm single, my spacebar jams up, and i've got no crushes (which i find incredibly agreeable). But one will come along when i'm unprepared. Although when are we?
That's the way this wheel keeps working out.
SIDENOTE: Do you know why we have a spaces? So that words are separated. Becauseifitypedoutasentencelikethisitwouldbereallyobnoxioustoread. You wouldn't be able to tell one thing from another just by looking at it. Sometimes God hits the spacebar. He transitions us from one thing to another. But without that space, we'd have no idea. :END SIDENOTE
People have the right to fly
And will when it gets compromised
Their hearts say 'Move along'
Their minds say 'Gotcha, heart,'
'Let's move it along'
I am really tired and was hoping that tonight would be a good night to go to bed early since i had nothing speicific planned. But, Rachael called and asked if i wanted to hang out with her, her husband John, and a couple of their friends. Seeing as she's never in town, i thought, "Yeah, i'd best take advantage." So i did. And now i won't get a good night's rest.
But you know what? Some things are worth being tired all day. There are times when i go to bed far too late and crawl under the covers thinking, "Well that was stupid." But there are also times when i could fall asleep at 3am and it would be entirely acceptible. You know those late night conversations with friends? The ones that come from the heart, are driven by the depths of who you both are, and end with a remarkably comfortable sense of accomplishment? Those are entirely worth giving up sleep. Or seeing a friend you haven't seen for a few years even if just for an hour or two. Or typing out an entry because you haven't put a literary piece of yourself in the public blogging domain for over a week. All worth it.
The above lyrics to John Mayer's song, "Wheel," struck me today. I realized, while listening to the song, that they applied to my breakup with Heather. I felt that my freedom to fly had been compromised, that i was slowly being chiseled down to a shell of who i really am. I won't get into the "You should always be yourself" stuff since my last entry was just about entirely on that subject. But, that aside, the lyrics really hit my heart.
The song goes on to say that this girl, whom he has broken up with, is not the last he'll ever love. And he's not the last to ever love her. They will both move on, have their hearts broken again, break others' hearts, and fall in love with others. That's the way this wheel keeps working out. And he's right.
It's all just temporary. I remember all the crushes i had in high school. I could list them, but you wouldn't know half of the names on it, so it wouldn't matter anyways. Perhaps another time. But they all went away, were replaced by others, were crushed on by others. A select few still have a special place in the confines of my heart, but most dissipated into the atmosphere. The emotions, not the acutal girls. Heather and i got together, had a growth filled three years, and broke up.
Friends come and go. My spacebar just started jamming and it's annoying my guts out. A select few remain close, and you should hold on to them, but most of the friends in your life will move in and out. Dorothy was right when she said, "People come and go so quickly here." She was talking about Munchkin Land, but we'll apply it to life at the moment. It's all temporary. Even a marriage lasting 50 years isn't forever. Eventually the husband or wife will die. Even before such a final event, other changes are constantly being made. A marriage is never the same two days in a row. Neither is anything else.
You might wonder where i'm going with this, but in all honesty, i'm not trying to make a point. I'm just typing out my reactions to some song lyrics that had a particular impact today. That's all.
Seeing Rachael was nice. I've missed her voice. We spent many a summer together, and there's a story to be told, but i'll go into it another time. I'm going to bed.....temporarily.
Right now i'm single, my spacebar jams up, and i've got no crushes (which i find incredibly agreeable). But one will come along when i'm unprepared. Although when are we?
That's the way this wheel keeps working out.
SIDENOTE: Do you know why we have a spaces? So that words are separated. Becauseifitypedoutasentencelikethisitwouldbereallyobnoxioustoread. You wouldn't be able to tell one thing from another just by looking at it. Sometimes God hits the spacebar. He transitions us from one thing to another. But without that space, we'd have no idea. :END SIDENOTE
posted by Still Daddy at 11:45 PM
1 Comments:
Though I do love your insight, I want to challenge you with a different perspective. Rather than a wheel, consider this a road. Because though heart break and love may happen a couple times in the course of your life...you always wind up changed. Those 3 years were filled with learning, growth, adventure. There is no "return to who you were prior to this experience." Its a forward travel, my friend. And in that, there is much hope. That's the way this life keeps workin out...
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