Music has always been important to me - since a very young age. When I exercise, I clip my tiny IPod Shuffle to my shirt and find energy in the songs I've chosen. I've mentioned one of them before.
Rewind to yesterday. I was out for my walk and was on my last lap when a song began to play. A song that I've always loved. A song I would sing at the top of my lungs if no one could hear (and do sometimes when I'm alone since I can't carry a tune to save my life.) The song usually energizes me but yesterday, it made me weep. Right there, on the track. The lyrics, the singer, the angst in her voice - it brought emotions to the surface.
Save me.
Save me from the nothing I've become.
I can't stop thinking about those lyrics. What despair did the author of that song feel when they wrote them? Have I felt them? Do I know someone who does feel that despair? And even worse, do I not recognize that despair and am I not there to help. What brings a person to the conclusion that they are "nothing". And can they be saved? Maybe I wept for times of my own despair. Maybe I wept for some unknown person feeling that despair Maybe I wept for anyone that ever feels like they are nothing. Nothing. Such a lonely, powerful word.
Hello Wanda. I saw your reply to my comment on Janet's blog. I didn't really paint my salon entry floor the correct way :) it's held up very well, but there's only an 8 inch border of it that is exposed around the rug. I cleaned the ceramic really well with an abrasive (soft scrub or bar keepers friend), then painted with kilz oil based primer.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy to have discovered your blog. What a thoughtful and introspective writer you are. There have been times where I've felt like "nothing" and as you note it's a painful way to be. Although, for me, in those times it was more that I was shutting other people out rather than the other way.
Stephen Andrew! Thank you for your reply! I'm so excited to have heard from you! I can't wait until you open your blog again for us to see!
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