Firstly, I love this track written by Paul Simon (of Simon and Garfunkel fame) and so had to put it on here. I even strangely love the video too, but think it's got something to do with it being so stereotypically 80's.
I mean, who doesn't love a bubblegum pink background?
This song was the first track to be released on Simon's album 'Graceland'. It's a very cool song. Enough said.
But I want to talk about something that I was pondering over yesterday.
After a pretty boring day of Netflix and Facebook, I was really looking forward to going to see an oasis tribute band locally, called 'Definitely Might be'. (Also a massive fan of oasis, so no doubt a bit of Gallagher will be on here shortly) . However unfortunately due to various events, the lovely friend I was going to go with, couldn't go. It really wasn't her fault and these things happen but it meant I had two tickets and no one to go with - you can't very well go to a gig on your own can you? That'd look very cool...
This proved quite a conundrum as at such short notice everyone had plans/was on holiday and or ill. Selfish people ;). I completely understood, but still sat there in my dress, with make up on I thought was vaguely on point (as 'on point' someone like me can get), hair curled, looking like a muffin.
It was only after a quick message from one friend who said she was going out for the night and I'd be welcome to come, that I stopped preparing myself for a long night in ahead crying into hot chocolate.
In the end I had such a good night, that by Revolution (the name of one of the establishments I danced happily in) I thought "mm, yeah...better stick to water".
If you've had the perseverance to get through that paragraph of pity to joy, I promise I do have a point to make. I thought "Was I meant to do this all along? Was I never really meant to go to the gig?". I am aware that it's all a little deep and might of been due to the strawberry daiquiri, but I can't help thinking sometimes, is there such thing as choices or is it just fate? Is it a case of if you're not meant to be somewhere, you're not or is that just something we tell ourselves to make the missed opportunities not seem as bad or as much our fault?
It's just interesting and I don't think there'll ever be an answer but still. .. if you can't put your weird thoughts on a blog where can you put them eh?
Hope that got you thinking and also hope I'm not the only one who clearly overthinks.
All I know is I would definitely do last night again if I could, and I'm so grateful to all the people who tried to help me out when I rang/messaged them. Big love to you busy lot.
Take care,
Molly x
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