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Thursday, January 23
Violently Happy
Last night I was listening to some music in the shower.
I always listen to music in the shower.
Ever since I lived with Heather and she taught me what a delight it is.
And I was so sore from running.
Sometimes I get carried away when I am running.
After 3 miles it just starts feeling so good that I don't stop and then the next day I regret having run for an hour and half.
But the shower is so hot.
And the water pressure is just right.
And with a great soundtrack?
Bliss.
But I digress.
Last night I was listening to Florence and the Machine.
And there is this one song,
The Dog Days Are Over
that always makes me stop and think.
"Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back."
I love that.
I love the violence of the metaphor.
A bullet is so quick, so sudden, so devastating, and has such a profound impact, not just physically, but on one's entire life.
You don't get hit by a bullet and the next day go back to never having been hit by a bullet.
No.
It hits you and you feel it in your entire body.
And the result is lasting.
Now think about it in terms of happiness.
To be hit by happiness so suddenly, so violently, so consumingly.
And in the back?
So unexpectedly.
I like to think that there are a few moments like this in life.
When you find the love of your life.
When you have a baby.
When you look at someone you love with your whole heart.
When you catch a glimpse into eternity and understand who you are and why you are here.
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