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Note to self: the morning that you find out your 65 yr old Dad went to ER and didn’t tell you, at the crest of PMS week, and while suffering under the load of a 3 pg. to-do list, is NOT the time to cue up playlist ‘longing”.
Geez Louise, while navigating amongst bleary fools on 880 and preparing to act as some kind of functional supervisor, one can hardly go about your business in some teary eyed state. Somewhere inside us all resides that poet clad in ruffled shirt and all, but there’s no place for her in rush hour traffic.
Longing, indeed.
What’s on it?
The usual suspects I suppose: unrequited love, disappointed love, love affairs in their death throes, or worse yet -ever unspoken desires.
Ugh-this will never do!
Ok, switch to playlist “angry run”. Grrr. Yea.
Upon multiple occasions my hetero partners have griped that I act “like the guy in the relationship”. This, while debatable, is always made to sound like… some kind of bad thing. So what commentary is that upon their own gender?
Well, one typical guy trait I have mastered is to sublimate sorrow, vulnerability, and longing into piss-off ANGER.
Crying is fantastic and actually splendid for one’s health-but I’d rather yell at the top of my lungs and kick stuff anyday.
Nothing like a few rounds of Nine Inch Nails, Guns ‘n Roses, Rage Against the Machine, and Metallica to get one all nihilistic and agitated…
More than a decade ago, a sweet boy fell for me when he spied me crying over a break up from a different cute boy.
That, my friends, is what you might call an inauspicious sign. (to put it mildly)Take note.
That sweet boy & I had a rather disastrous relationship, and he later suffered an authentic nervous breakdown (not my fault…really). The moral of the story is, people who are attracted to your tears and pain are not inhabiting a great mental space themselves.
Thusly, I’d rather be scowling than crying as I cope.
Ipod is lovely for running, although the company of a friend is far and away superior. Especially my faves, Muddy Buddy, Office spouse, and B. (B, I don’t think you have an alter ego/moniker yet!)
Perhaps one day we will get into the free associations that will accompany the other playlists such as “booty”, travel”, or my personal favorite,“revolution”
p.s. Dad is fine, and stoically pooh-poohs the whole hospital episode as much ado about nothing.
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