I become indescribably dependent on music to get me through things. All the thoughts blazing through my head, makes thinking things through ergonomically impossible. Until I find the song that reduces my mental fatigue and organizes my thoughts for me, I'm numb and despondent. Its a bittersweet thing... Upon becoming once again mentally attune, I then have to deal with my regrets. For which music then becomes my dearest friend, once again.
I'm not good at dealing with other people's regrets. There is no song for that. I don't like when other people's regrets stonewall the peaceful nature of my life. Especially when they exhibit their regrets violently and accusatory. If you regret something, isn't it something you wish YOU didn't do. I mean, I can't regret what someone else did. I wish there were a song that said "Hey buddy, it's your regret!" That would be my song for today. And I'd play it on repeat.
I'm not good at dealing with other people's regrets. There is no song for that. I don't like when other people's regrets stonewall the peaceful nature of my life. Especially when they exhibit their regrets violently and accusatory. If you regret something, isn't it something you wish YOU didn't do. I mean, I can't regret what someone else did. I wish there were a song that said "Hey buddy, it's your regret!" That would be my song for today. And I'd play it on repeat.
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