As I get ready to go to my first therapy session ever, a lot of things are running through my head, and I’m doing what I can to kind of clear my head.
On my blog I (usually) resist the urge to enter song lyrics, because I know their meanings and resonations are very personal and subjective. A perfect example: nearly every song I listen to lately seems to have lyrics about recovery. Now, I know that is far too much of a coincidence to be true, but that’s the way the lyrics read to me right now. To another person, the lyrics will apply directly to something different going on in their life. And neither the other person nor me is probably anywhere close to what the songwriter was actually referencing. Does that matter? Not really. I’ve read enough rockstar interviews to know that they’re happy people get something from their music, even if it doesn’t directly match the feeling that went into creating the song.
That’s how I would like to live my life. Happy that I contributed something to another’s well being, even if what they receive isn’t exactly what I wanted to give. I’ve got some work to do in this regard, and I believe I’m ready to do it.
