Oh, children. It’s been a rough month indeed. I started NaBloPoMo with the best of intentions, but at some point (looks to be the 12th?) I lost interest, lost direction, lost my voice. To be honest, I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately. With Jasper passing away, some uncertainty at work, and another more private issue that’s been weighing on my mind, I guess I just haven’t been feeling particularly chatty. This is in no way an excuse, and I know I could have shared my feelings here freely (what is a blog for, anyway?), but there’s just some things one has to work out on their own. I’m definitely not all the way through it, but I’m getting there.
I went for a walk on my lunch hour today – it was a beautiful, brisk autumn afternoon, and I felt the need to get out. I was listening to some newly downloaded songs on my iPhone, including this one from Tuesday night’s episode of Glee, a cover of Florence and the Machine’s Dog Days are Over:
If you listen to the lyrics, the song is actually about a girl that runs away from happiness, which is admittedly a sad concept, but I listen to this song and can’t help but think that this is what joy sounds like.
Run fast for your mother and fast for your father
Run for your children and your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can’t carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can’t you hear the horses
Cause here they come
I listen, I close my eyes, and I know I’ll be okay.