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I Thought I Was an Optimist...

Maybe I am not. There are days that seem so miserable to me that all I want to do is put on some spacey album like Dark Side of the Moon and space out. This is how I have lived most of my life. When the going gets tough I space out. Then there is Christianity. I must have read something wrong but I thought things were supposed to be happier. Or maybe it's the American dream...which is really nothing more than T.V. commercials. Everyone is happy. Marriages are perfect. Yes, there are problems but as long as the episode ends in laughter, everything will be ok. I guess things are much better than my "previous life." I am not hungover today, but I still didn't get a good night's sleep. "The Great Gig in the Sky" is blaring in my headphones and all I can think about is every little nuance in the recording. The vocals, overlaid synthesizers, doubled guitar tracks. All of this very complicated orchestration of spaced out music makes more sense to me than going to work every day and trying to scrape out a living as an instructional designer. But getting lost in music is the ultimate escape for me. It is even better than T.V. or movies. Funny, as I think about scraping out a living, the song "Money" comes on! Perfect. Which reminds me that I need to get back to work.

posted by Unknown @ 9:04 AM