"...the hardest to learn was the least complicated..."
"...the less I seek a source for some definitive, the closer I am to fine..."
"...how long till my soul gets this right..."
Galileo has always been one of my favorite songs, and while I don't believe in reincarnation, it would be nice to find out that I was wrong and that all this shit is someone else's fault...but it's not, it's mine and you know it, I know it and the Indigo Girls and Galileo know it too.
In fact, Galileo is probably up there saying "Stop dragging me into your problems, bitch. You're distracting me from my work and I gosta look at my stars..."
That's probably why Galileo was so sucessful...he spent all his time looking at stars instead of in the mirror.
I've been looking in the mirror a lot lately...not in the "I'm So Vain I Probably Think This Song Is About Me" kind of way or a sitting in the sink plucking my eyebrows way but an internal mirror...and a literal one too.
Get on your boots, folks, it's going to get deep in here!
Like Mike...if I could be like Mike!
That's right, I've been inspired by MJ...but not the basketball playing one...let me explain
The night of the unfortunate nose incident, when Erin and I were rolling into the parking lot of the party, she leaned out her car window and started singing "Man In the Mirror" by Michael Jackson and I laughed because it was random and it was from the 80s and it was funny. And then we went upstairs to watch the game and be social...not thinking anything else of the song...
A few hours later, when driving back to Erin's apartment after leaving the hospital, the song started up again. Once again, not really paying any attention to it because, hello!, I had a broken nose and wasn't really thinking about lyrical significance. The two of us talked about the chaos our lives had been in lately and stayed up until about 5AM talking about the shit we needed to fix.
Once again, that damn song came on the following morning and I realized how much it applied to my situation. Sure all this shit happened, but it happened because of ME and the things I had been doing in my life that needed to be fixed.
The boys aren't the problem, the MEG is the problem. I need to fix the Meg in the Mirror. I'm asking her to change her ways. Honestly, I don't really care about making the world a better place, but I'm talking a look at myself and making a change.
Sure it's easy for MJ to sing about making a change in the 80s when everyone loved him and thought "Wow...Michael Jackson is so great now, if he says he wants to change, that means he'll only get better!" Now people see what he's changed into and I'm sure they're wishing that someone broke all the mirrors in his ranch back when Reagen was still in office.
Sorry, I felt that needed to be included.
Yes, so I'm working on fixing how screwed up I am, which was actually sparked by the Angry Sam E-mail that has become my To Fix List.
It's not going to be easy and it's going to take some time, but if Michael can do it...so can I
Plus I'm half way there...I've already had a nose job!