June, and old friends

June 1, 2012 |  Category:   life


I’m glad it’s a new month. May was stressful. And strange. It’s a new month now, yet I can’t shake some of the residual anxiety I have over nothing I can pinpoint in particular. Just a general feeling, like something a bit ominous. A cloud, not necessarily over me or the family specifically, but just…the future and things out there in the world. How is that for vague?

 

These days I am finding supreme comfort in music. I put headphones on, shut everything out and listen. It almost feels like I’m back in high school when music was absolutely everything. You remember the days when you were younger when certain songs and bands got you through tough times, don’t you? It’s like this. Maybe it’s escapism, maybe the lyrics are comforting, or someone’s voice or maybe a band that you’ve liked forever feels like an old friend. Yes, that’s how I like to think of it – they’re like old friends. These little deities on my shelf are like old friends too. Probably the only real relics that I’ve kept from an old life, a different life. They’ve traveled with me forever through different states, different homes, different decades, different relationships. There is comfort in these objects too. I’ll take it however way I can.

 

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  • Ciara // Glass and Sable June 1, 2012 at 11:26 pm

    I can definitely relate to this. May was a very stressful, ominous cloud of a month for me too. I’m looking forward to a new month, but not necessarily to summer. Let’s hope for unforeseen good and luck!

  • Pink Ronnie June 1, 2012 at 11:40 pm

    Music offers escapism for me too. Seriously, I still listen to the same tunes I did back in high school. How’s that for comfort in the familiar?
    I love these photos around your home – somehow they bring me comfort. πŸ™‚
    Ronnie xo

  • Meghann @ Fuzzy.Little.Wishballs June 2, 2012 at 12:31 am

    I have a few items like that as well. I agree, they do become like old friends. Or maybe one thing you can remember being constant and unchanging. A piece of stability.
    Treasures.

  • kin June 2, 2012 at 8:17 am

    those happy red and white monster faces – are they up-side down bus tickets?

  • Susan June 3, 2012 at 7:42 am

    Music still does that for me at times…the power of it amazes me.

  • Lena June 3, 2012 at 10:15 am

    I have the same vague feeling of anxiety, and can really relate as music is good medicine for it. What are you listening to these days?

  • Renita June 3, 2012 at 7:04 pm

    With you on the music … Hendrick’s Gin helps too

  • Jenna June 3, 2012 at 7:37 pm

    @Lena, oh lots of the same 90s rock that I’ve been stuck listening to for awhile now, mixed in with mid 80s New Order, the Cure. Some newer more upbeat stuff like MGMT and Passion Pit.

  • Lakshmi June 4, 2012 at 10:23 am

    That is a cute Ganesha you have.

  • Jennifer Kecor June 4, 2012 at 11:50 am

    I totally relate to the whole music thing. about a decade ago, music was everything to me, constantly on play. searching, compiling and amassing my own music collection. so many songs on repeat. I need to get back to more music. Music is refuge for me.

  • Candace June 4, 2012 at 1:29 pm

    Spoken like a true Gen-Xer! It was ALL about the music back then! Couldn’t have survived high school and my parents wituput it!

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