Today's Song of the Day (rogue entry/OOTD)

Why Do You Love Me, Garbage, 2005

I am so thankful to live in the same time as Shirley Manson. Not only is she still rocking hard at 58 years old, she's even more unapologetically authentic now than she was in 1995. Goals, y'all.

Aging is a gift that is sometimes very difficult for me to accept. Do I want to be young again? Not necessarily. A friend recently reminded me we're only as young as we feel. Yeah. That's a loaded adage. My mental, spiritual, and physical age are constantly at odds with each other. True feelings.

One of my favorite coworkers reminded me yesterday that if we look, we can find silver linings even in the darkest of times. Are health challenges fun? Absolutely not but the past three years have been completely illuminating. I know myself better now than I have in my entire 54 years on this planet. Plus, my body hating me means I can have a new relationship with my favorite pink suit from the early 2000s.

Sing it, Shirley:

And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines

I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed

So what if I'm no baby bird hanging upon your every word?

Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud