Perhaps it is about time I should stop feeling sorry for myself; to look to no one else but my own.
We come into this world alone and no matter the associations, the memories we make, we will ultimately leave this world, alone.
Perhaps it is about time I should stop feeling sorry for myself; to look to no one else but my own.
We come into this world alone and no matter the associations, the memories we make, we will ultimately leave this world, alone.
I think everyone around, including yours truly, can definitely use a bit more perspective. It is astonishing how one can so effortlessly lose oneself in the motions of the day.
I had written a bit about a nagging question on my iPod touch a few weeks ago. But like many things, I had not followed through with it despite intending to blog it initially. My question was: Why do we forget?
Ironically, I had forgotten about the question until tonight.
It’s been more than a year coming. I have forgotten how much I love music. Sure, I bought albums and listened to some great new music. (e.g. Cat Power, what a revelation) But it wasn’t until tonight when I was reading about Thurston Moore’s recent albums and listening to his recent album/interview that I realized how much music had meant to me. It was a bit of an epiphany like, wow I was like this years ago! I was really into this stuff! I would devote so much of my time that eventually getting lost in time itself. Like unconscious driving, after a while something happens that calls to your attention then you realize how much time has passed since then. (Does this mean I am getting old?)
Back to Thurston. This was all spurred by Juno’s mention of Sonic Youth’s cover of Superstar. Coincidentally, that was also the first track I have ever heard from them. Back in Seattle, my brother had marveled at their brilliance but I never really got a hold of their music. Instead I found the track Superstar downloaded onto my computer. I didn’t really remember when or how I got it. Nevertheless, I was in love.
And tonight, I listen to The Velvet Underground again. Between now and being awake tomorrow, I will be in love once more.
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