I'm an emotional guy in a time when that's still not well accepted, I wanna get that out and in the open now.
Yesterday's passing of Cranberrieslead singer Dolores O'Riordan hit me in a way I didn't anticipate. I was a fan of thier music, but not to the point of which it'd stop me in my tracks, but I appreciated them and the fact they took pride in their Irish heritage.
What struck me most is, I remember moments when I was listening to thier songs as,"new"...now it's all but classic rock which is...sobering. She and time will dictate how my generation is viewed, that fact is not lost on me.
This past October, I lost a friend, Marcus, who I sadly didn't get the opportunity to get to know as well as I would have liked, yet that also struck me in a far heavier way than I thought.
Life is precious, the masses will say at times like this. It's a cliche that borders on white noise, but it is true. What, moreover is true, is that time is what really is precious. Time and those you choose to spend it with.
Spend it with the quiet people. They often have good things to share. They observe quite well.
Spend it with the boisterous people, they'll break ice quite well.
Spend it with the young. You'll find that thier views on the world are full of hope and wonder.
Spend it with the old, for they have experienced more and have valuable lessons to teach.
But do not spend too much time alone. The people we surround ourselves with make us who we are.
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