You've heard this before, do what you love to do. It's really hard to believe, let alone internalize.
What is it that you mean when you tell me to do what I love?!
Well, first you must answer the question.. what do you love?
Well, I know. I love to eat.. so now what?
face with rolling eyes
Is it really this simple? Well, it can be if you can answer the first question truthfully. What is it that you truly love? Not the idea of loving something, but truly, passionately, love. Do you love the thrill of falling from the sky? Do you love ocean mammals? Well, go out and take skydiving lessons, study marine biology, go work at a zoo. Whatever you do, just enjoy what you're doing. Life is too short, too fickle to be a wage slave. I'm going to try not bringing up the word the sounds like fork, but starts with a w, because that should not be at the forefront of your mind when deciding what you want to spend your days doing.
Oh dear, not one of these guys again. Well, yeah, I might be, but there is power in our messages, in our ability to speak truthfully. A simple message from the mouth of an honest person is more impactful than a intricate message from a salesman. Apologize if I've offended anyone by using salesman as a synonym of liar.
What's the point here Campbell, I'm tired of reading your soapbox
Okay, my bad. The point here is I love music, especially sharing music and talking about it with people. If you meet me, count on me asking what kind of music you like to listen to. Another thing that I love to do is write. I don't think I'm particularly good at it, my grammar all comes from feeling -- I forget all the rules, but it's my voice and my stories that I like to share. So I'm going to do just that. I'm going to write about music that I am interested in and share it with whoever stumbles across these posts.
I will never forget you
The thing about music is that no matter what the producers, writers, performers had in mind when they created a piece of work, it will always affect the listeners in different ways, maybe ways unintended. I lost a dear friend of mine a couple years ago, car accident. I never considered what it would be like to lose someone that I cared about, especially someone young. As painful as it is, you have this expectation that you will outlive your parents, a kind of unspoken expectation because death is hard to talk about -- at least for me. I had no idea how I would be affected by the death of my friend Michael, but it has affected me in ways that I could have never imagined.
For one, don't assume a damn thing. Don't assume that you will live x amount of years because the life expectancy of a human is x number of years, those years aren't promised. Whatever you want to do, start doing it now. Talk to your family more, do things that you love to do more often, and for the love of goodness sake, stop doing things to impress other people. You don't have to spend time with people who bring you down, or people who make you feel uncomfortable in your own skin. Do things that make you happy, and never let your light go out.
Litche most likely didn't know that this song would make me think of Michael. This song evokes a wide range of emotions, but they all circle back to one of mortality. This song reminds me that one day, someone will be wondering where in the cosmos I am in that moment. I could be walking around Brooklyn, eating ice cream with my sister, or dead. Michael lived his life to the fullest everyday. He embodied the phrase "live life today like you're going to die tomorrow". When he left, I started to reconsider what it was that I truly cared about in my life. I decided not to go to law school because I would have hated everything about it, and I could make money and make my parents proud in other ways. I stopped caring so much about the quantity of friendships versus the quality. I cut out toxic people in my life and I began to find myself. Some of these revelations could have come from getting older, but I truly believe that this was a pivotal moment in my life. Thank you, Litche, for creating a song so powerful that it inspired me to write about the feeling that it evoked. Music, the great unifier, healer, and story teller.
R.I.P Michael Tepe