is one of my favorite songs by Pete Yorn. Pete's my favorite musician, and I went to see him play this past weekend.
Me and my two bffs from college went and had a blast. We went to a local club afterwards and stayed out til like 4:30 in the morning. Honestly, it's been years since I've stayed out that late on something other than a holiday. We had seen Pete play at the same exact place like in 02' or 03'. I remember it was a blast, and we had so much fun. We were in our early twenties, vivacious, young, wild...
Where does the time go? Do you ever feel when you get older and become a "grown-up" that you somehow lose yourself in the mundane? You lose yourself in your work; you become so busy with life that you lose who you are.
This quote by Pete about one of his songs sums up what I felt that night, "When you become really occupied, there are so many things that happen to you, so many great moments, nights out with your friends, that just slip through the cracks, that you don't remember. And then you'll run into that person, and it'll hit you all at once, the memory of that happy time which was lost in the filing cabinet of your brain. And that feeling you get when you remember, it is so great."
I felt alive again, vivacious, I felt like myself. In the last few years, I got so caught up in trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life, getting engaged, starting my first year of teaching, planning a wedding, among other things like just trying to breathe that I lost who I was somewhere in between.
This weekend taught me that I need to not get so caught up in the mundane. I need to enjoy life and just live.