The awkward moment when an evening walk around the neighbourhood unwittingly becomes a profound experience?
Yesterday I went for a long stroll by myself, something I haven't done for a quite some time. Yeah, I go running (recently far less often than I should) but it's not the same as an epic hour and a half of sweet, sweet solitude at sundown. As I was on my way home under a sky of molten gold, I looked back through the canefields whilst listening to Parkway Drive's Romance Is Dead (3:44 to be precise, have a listen and you might get where I was at) and this amazing image; it will be burned into my retinas forever. I wasn't even game to whip out my phone and take a picture. When something is that beautiful, photos are cheap.
I guess I've been going through one of those limbo-like patches in life when not much seems to be happening, yet below the surface there's some pretty big stuff going on. I am sure you can relate.
There have been some situations lately that I've realised are little lessons in accountability. In short, you can't control how other people treat you, but you can control how you choose to deal with it. Am I unnecessarily offended, or have harsh words struck a nerve? Is it a little ego bruising or is there a deeper issue? Am I upset with this person when really it's a me problem? Each time I struggle within these moments, I am taking another step in the right direction and ultimately learning not to take things personally, and if I take something on board, it's for the right reasons.
During my walk, I also found myself in a state of reflection. Not uncommon for little Melly, I know, but looking back over the decade just passed is different now. It's no longer a regression, pondering a barren wasteland. Ten years working full time, partying full time, nothing to show? I've grown to see what fruits were truly borne from days I once thought lost. It turns out that I love being me and I'm proud of what I have achieved thus far, success unable to be measured or counted or awarded bits of paper. I have a kind of happiness that mortgages and degrees simply cannot buy (although I do plan on attaining the latter, at my own pace, when the time is right).
Yep, it certainly was the awkward moment when an evening walk around the neighbourhood unwittingly becomes a profound experience. Don't judge!
Edit: I just checked the clip and it's more like 3:35 on this cut. Whatever, you'll know it when you hear it.
Title lyrics taken from Pendulum - Hold Your Colour
Yesterday I went for a long stroll by myself, something I haven't done for a quite some time. Yeah, I go running (recently far less often than I should) but it's not the same as an epic hour and a half of sweet, sweet solitude at sundown. As I was on my way home under a sky of molten gold, I looked back through the canefields whilst listening to Parkway Drive's Romance Is Dead (3:44 to be precise, have a listen and you might get where I was at) and this amazing image; it will be burned into my retinas forever. I wasn't even game to whip out my phone and take a picture. When something is that beautiful, photos are cheap.
I guess I've been going through one of those limbo-like patches in life when not much seems to be happening, yet below the surface there's some pretty big stuff going on. I am sure you can relate.
There have been some situations lately that I've realised are little lessons in accountability. In short, you can't control how other people treat you, but you can control how you choose to deal with it. Am I unnecessarily offended, or have harsh words struck a nerve? Is it a little ego bruising or is there a deeper issue? Am I upset with this person when really it's a me problem? Each time I struggle within these moments, I am taking another step in the right direction and ultimately learning not to take things personally, and if I take something on board, it's for the right reasons.
During my walk, I also found myself in a state of reflection. Not uncommon for little Melly, I know, but looking back over the decade just passed is different now. It's no longer a regression, pondering a barren wasteland. Ten years working full time, partying full time, nothing to show? I've grown to see what fruits were truly borne from days I once thought lost. It turns out that I love being me and I'm proud of what I have achieved thus far, success unable to be measured or counted or awarded bits of paper. I have a kind of happiness that mortgages and degrees simply cannot buy (although I do plan on attaining the latter, at my own pace, when the time is right).
Yep, it certainly was the awkward moment when an evening walk around the neighbourhood unwittingly becomes a profound experience. Don't judge!
Edit: I just checked the clip and it's more like 3:35 on this cut. Whatever, you'll know it when you hear it.
Title lyrics taken from Pendulum - Hold Your Colour
