Story Of My Life

 

I find it endlessly fascinating that movies and tv shows slip in a little Social D from time to time…and it’s always in scenes that show a rebellion from the expected norms for whichever character(s) the scene focuses on.

I love Social D. I love the sound. I love the feeling they evoke.

This is part of the reason why I also like The Black Keys. I’m finding myself on a music kick lately that is taking me back to middle and high school and my very brief stint in college.

I’ve been reminiscing about the days when I could wear Docs and a tight tee or tank with guy’s jeans and no one thought it was odd. I miss those days. For more than a few reasons.

It was a seemingly simpler time. I had a beeper and Napster was just released. My biggest concerns were how I was going to get snuck into clubs because I was only 17. I felt pretty bad ass. I felt good about myself. I had friends, had a good time every day and didn’t give a shit about the consequences.

I miss those days…but I don’t miss the cocky asshole I was headed towards becoming.

I had a blast. An epic time. For a brief few months in my life I felt invincible and free.

Now that I’m laden with responsibilities and the heaviness of past decisions, I find it even more important to bring back those memories…to remember a time when life was lighter.

I find that it helps keep life from feeling so overwhelming.

Also, it’s nice to remember that I wasn’t always this boring, broke fuddy-duddy…I did (and still do in some aspects) have a wild side to me.

~ by tatterednotes on July 29, 2011.

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