I want an escape, a temporary reprieve of some sort. I don't know... just something, anything, to divert me from the daily norm, the futile routine, the forced habit that is otherwise known as life.
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When I heard the song "Islands in the Sun" by Weezer, I loved it immediately. From the upbeat guitar intro and the fun "hip hip" at the beginning of the song to the relaxing chorus. It's just such a fun song.
I told a good friend of mine that he should have that song in his iPod when we see each other again coz I was going to look for it.
He informed me that he's had it in his iPod for quite a while already. A week or so later, i received an email with an mp3 attached. Ignoring my company's security alerts not to open mp3 files, I played the song, headphones attached to my workstation. It's playing repeatedly throughout my entire workday.
The song is a temporary escape. I guess I want to find my Island in the Sun.
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My best friend popped me an IM saying this: "We can't choose to be happy... we have chosen things that would end up to our solitude mainly because we have guidelines to follow."
I could immediately tell she wasn't in a perky mood (well, duh). But we've had this discussion many times. Do we choose to be happy? Is it possible to find happiness in any situation thrown at you?
It's insanity to pretend to be happy when you really aren't. But it certainly is true that there are times when you smile for other people, not because you're happy inside.
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Rant.
Say words that won't mean a thing to others.
Say words that cause others to bleed.
Say words that speak of beauty from pain.
Say words that makes a difference.
Rant.
Say something. Anything.
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Back to my temporary escape...
We'll run away together,
We'll spend some time forever
We'll never feel bad anymore.
hip... hip...
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