I’ve been listening to Millenium (Backstreet Boys) lately. It’s my go-to comfort music at the moment.
It transports me, every time I listen to it. Sometimes it transports me to the past, and I remember what it was like when I first heard them in middle school.
Today I pictured myself in an old-folks home, if I’m lucky enough to live that long, and the staff member comes into the room and puts this on and all of a sudden we are GETTING DOWN with our cool old people moves.
You know that this will be one of the albums they pull out for my generation, right? This and their first album. And instead of Elvis’ hips we’ll be talking about how they… *cough* … actually used the words “sexual” in a song and how we collectively lost our minds. But, at least, sometimes they mention their moms and also God so it sort of balanced out?? So it balanced out?? To tween me?
Anyway.
It’s storming a whole lot right now. There’s a flood warning and a wind warning, I think.
I keep setting new records, I think, for the most-exhausted I’ve ever felt. In fact I can’t really dare to fully feel, right now. It’s ok, I will eventually. I’m trying right now to say… something, anything… about how I feel, and I feel like my heart might break on the spot if I did that so.
Yeah I should probably feel.
I haven’t been able to eat much, lately. It’s ok. I’m just trusting my body to figure itself out. But.. yeah.
PS if you’re in my generation now is the time to start thinking of what moves we will do to those songs. I’m just saying. Some people will make it up on the spot but.. there is also the option of arriving prepared and being able to tell that.. infant who walks in “yes, I’ve been preparing for this for X years…”
