I woke up this morning, looked at my iTunes, and out of 6948 songs I picked this song by Alanis Morissette. The lyrics (see below) are a strangely accurate (mostly) in describing my feelings towards Obama.
Last night was electric. Energy pulsed in every crack and crevice of this great city. People screamed in the streets as if it was New Years' or perhaps a jailbreak. It was like we were stirred out of an 8-year coma. Over and over again, people (like myself) who said they've never cared about politics, cared and were unable to explain why. I was convinced that Obama had only possessed New York until last night. I hope that watching him win in a landslide will serve to unite these 50 broken states. To realize that as different as each district, town, and city may be the majority announced last night that we were ready for something different. We know Obama doesn't have shoes to fill, he has shoes to fix. Change wont happen overnight and it would be unrealistic to expect otherwise. Eight years of pouty, childish, holier than thou behavior will take some time to reverse however seeing people in other countries celebrate Obama's victory gives me hope that our reputation in the world community can be repaired. It's time to turn a new leaf, start a new chapter, take a deep breath, do all the things we've said we needed to do, and start the healing. No one who knows me would ever call me a patriot, in fact, people called me a communist in high school, but I have faith in people. Our biggest obstacle is the fear we have in ourselves. I have faith in the things that can be accomplished if we only believed that we could.
'I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it
You treat me like Im a princess
Im not used to liking that
You ask how my day was
(chorus)
Youve already won me over in spite of me
Dont be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Dont be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldnt help it
Its all your fault
Your love is think and it swallowed me whole
Youre so much braver than I gave you credit for
Thats not lip service
(repeat chorus)
You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience
Youre the best listener that Ive ever met
Youre my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long
Ive never felt this healthy before
Ive never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now
(repeat chorus)'
What WOULD Barb do? I'm a writer looking for places to write without disturbing the lives of people in my life. I'm a natural born event planner who doesn't want to do it for a living because it'll ruin the fun. I'm a book that likes to be left open and read. Bookmark it, dog-ear the page corner and come back to me.
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Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
my mind's in disturbia because this shit is making me mental
yes, i like rihanna, more and more with each poppy hit she rolls off the assembly line. her songs are damn catchy and for some reason 'disturbia' is resonating with me right now. another song i like is alanis' 'straitjacket.' hmm, 'disturbia' and 'straitjacket' what does that say about my state of mind or is it possible i'm reading too much into it? i think i'm just a little tired. the first part of this year has been a bit of a whirlwind between traveling, work transitions, and life in general and i'm pooped. i feel like sitting back and letting other people take the steering wheel. i want to be a passenger, i'm sick of driving. but perhaps i'm just literally sick of driving because i drove 500 miles last week?. but i usually like to drive, though probably not in traffic. yes, perhaps. because 'i would walk 500 miles, and i would walk 500 hundred more, just to be the man who walked a thousand miles to be with you, dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dadadumdadeedumdadum...'
and that's my life in song lyrics ladies and gents. haha.
and that's my life in song lyrics ladies and gents. haha.
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