I left work and rolled down my car windows. Moving from the cold air conditioned office to this summer warmth feels so good. As I reverse out of my parking spot, I watch as goosebumps rise on my arms and swear my body is saying 'thank you' in someway. It tells me, 'Thank you' for moving us into a more natural environment. I only have about three minutes of this good feeling before the heat begins to consume me and sweat starts to build up on my forehead. I turn right heading towards the highway feeling wisps of my hair flying wildly in the wind. I watch as my hand floats in the tunnel of air through my side mirror.
Modest Mouse tunes pull in through my ears and tug on my heart strings. This band seems to resurface in nostalgia induced moments- or when thoughts seem heavy. In this case, the thoughts inspired their words and rhythm to spill out again. Inspiration, excitement, sadness, frustrations- it's all swirling around right here.
I've been taking notes. Twenty-six years in and I've been thinking: this world is a bewildering place. The highs and lows involved, the ebb and flow of everything. We all have to be so strong and bold. Some people have to be so, so strong it brings tears to my eyes. I just don't understand.
I've been thinking about change. Change is inevitable. It can come in many forms and being afraid of change is not a healthy or productive thing to be scared of.
