Saturday, April 11, 2020

Looking Through My Own Mirror From The Eyes Of A Stranger

This is the first piece of writing I’ve done in a while. It’s strange, but at the same time it’s like riding a bike. I put on the shuffle mode on the latest playlist I made, and it’s so ironic that “Everything’s Magic” by “Angels and Airwaves” was the first song to pop up. My favorite band with a feel-good song pops up in a moment that I feel defeated. Maybe that’s the sign I’ve been looking forward. I’ve been feeling like shit lately, so I’ll take this as a wake-up call of sorts. The next song that played was “Codependientes” which I tried to make a cover earlier today. This song represents my present struggle at the moment. I really don’t know how to feel. It’s strange that I’ve been reliving so many buried memories lately, I dunno why. “Paso El Tiempo” started ringing on my ears. I seriously think God is speaking through me whilst writing this. I’ve been trying to figure out what to think/do with my current predicament whilst receiving this gust of old emotions rushing back like an old friend from your long-lost forgotten childhood. 

Suddenly, Billy Joel comes up with “Vienna”, and i break all over. I remember she told me this was one of her favorite songs, yet that would be the case with all my previous entanglements... 

Which brings me to my current predicament. “Seven Devils” plays, as I try to recall mine in this god forsaken haze. Every time I write it has been inspired by a woman, and this is no exception.

Yet this time is different, yes it all started with one, but my feelings and thoughts have transcended throughout...

I’m tired to limiting myself to the link i “have” to have with other people to make myself feel whole or complete. I need to tap on the enlightened state of living, breathing and loving what I am and how I decide to feel.

Appropriately, “Sooo, Sally can wait” rings through my ears. It’s just Gallagher reminding me that all those thoughts and limitations that I think are serving as an obstacle are what actually should propell me forward and inspire me to pur myslef into my writing once again.

Lastly, “Your Guardian Angel” plays as I think of what to write. It’s such a soothing feeling to find a memento from my past comfort me in this time of need. God know I need a guardian right now. I miss that Belief I had vehemently in my youth, and I long it back. This may be a short letter, yet I think it has served a purpose, me putting thoughts to words.

I hope I can continue, and become better as each day goes.

Love always,

You, from another perspective.