Louder, Louder

I took my playlist out for a test drive today on a rather epic long bike ride. I found myself listening to one song more carefully than I ever have, thinking, "I wish this song existed when I was twenty five." I could have wrote this song. Line for line, when I was 25.

Chocolate - Snow Patrol

This could be the very minute
I'm aware I'm alive
All these places feel like home

With a name I'd never chosen
I can make my first steps
As a child of 25

This is the straw, final straw in the
Roof of my mouth as I lie to you
Just because I'm sorry doesn't mean
I didn't enjoy it at the time

You're the only thing that I love
It scares me more every day
On my knees I think clearer

Goodness I saw it coming
Or at least I'll claim I did
But in truth I'm lost for words

What have I done it's too late for that
What have become truth is nothing
Yet a simple mistake starts the hardest time
I promise I'll do anything you ask...this time

Yes, a song like that can start a pity party. U2's "Gone" came on then and the sun coming through the trees was like a beacon from the heavens but just as quickly, Frank Sinatra's "One More for the Road" turned the sunshine to moonbeams and mosquitoes into fireflies. Amazing how a soundtrack can change the shade of tears.

So anyone can get really into a deep pity party listening to songs like that all in a row. But then "Sweet Caroline" came on, then "Rotterdam" and I just thought to myself, "shit girl, you have been very lucky for some amazing experiences" and I stopped the pity party. I think whenever I feel sorry for myself, I need to listen to songs like that.

Now I have to make a decision - go to the movies and get some sushi or start working on scanning/uploading my Switzerland pictures. I might just go to the movie during the week for free popcorn night.

Maybe I'll do both.