Please Do Not Go, Violent Femmes, 1983
Listening to the Violent Femmes makes me feel 17 again. Huge fan. I tend to romanticize my past and only remember the good. This song conjures all the good from my pre-adulting years and just fills me with joy and youthful energy. Yeah, it's not necessarily a happy song but I love it so much that I get butterflies.
I've held too tightly to too many things for way too long. Yet, I also have that gnawing feeling of knowing I didn't hold tightly enough. Ahh. Such is life. It's done. The past is gone. The future is unwritten. There is only the now.
Hear that? Yeah. That's the sound of a door closing. After going on five years and almost a year of counseling, the sweet comfort of acceptance is my new best friend. Y'all. There's no going backward -- there's no recapturing the joy of the past ... I will never be what I was -- I'm finally OK with that.
Happy Saturday!
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