Sometimes I think I'm dead inside. I'm not sad, far from it. But the stirrings of joy have become so far and few between that I realized tonight that I need to stir them up more often. I'm so invested in my work, worrying, and taking it all way too seriously that my brain often gets to take the lead. Hello there, the angel from my nightmare. I'm so good at adulting, I forget to enjoy life. Seriously, I'm really, really good at adulting.
I'm just going to say it, my taste in music is questionable. I like to pretend I can quit any time I want to but the truth is the pop music from my adolescence is my youth serum. What's my age again?
The last time I went to Vegas in 2015 I vowed to myself I would see Britney Spears when next I stepped foot into Nevada. We planned a trip to Vegas for this last July and I immediately I looked into fulfilling my destiny of attending a Britney Spears show, but to my dismay she apparently takes the summer off. A few days later I happened to see Blink-182 tweet something about tickets going on pre-sale. To be honest, I didn't even know they had an album coming cause I'm still on their Greatest Hits playlist on Spotify. (No one can convince me to ever unfollow it, despite the years piling on.) I checked out the dates and they just so happened to have a scheduled show in Vegas the same weekend we were going. The universe made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
So here I am finally making a public tribute to the music of my youth. The funny thing is I wasn't really into them when I was in high school. I wasn't really into Britney Spears either. But their music has a way of mellowing me out with nostalgia. I feel at home in the late nineties and early two thousands. What is my point with this post? Just to say, I should keep listening to the things that bring me joy. It's alright to tell me what you think about me. I won't try to argue or hold it against you. And it's happened once again, you'll turn to a friend. Someone who understands, sees through the master plan. If you see through the master plan, we can be friends and then the title actually applies.
"My love life was getting so bland, there are only so many ways I can make love with my hand. Sometimes it makes me want to laugh, sometimes I want to take my toaster in the bath." -the truth about life lyrically expressed by Blink-182