Bitter. What is bitter? Anything I believe is bitter. It’s all in my head; it’s all in my mind. If I want life to be bitter, it will be bitter. If I want life to be sweet, it will be sweet. It really is that simple.
Bitter. A taste, a smell, a feeling.
Sweet. A taste, a smell, a feeling.
Sweet apple pie.
Sweet Jerky meat.
Sweet honeysuckle air.
Bitter? Not me, not today… my bitter days are done.
So when I get that urge to sneak out of the house in the middle of the night, and slink down to the bad part of town I avoid like the plague, I have to beat those thoughts back with common sense. I have to control them.
It’s not easy.
I blame so many people, places and things when the battle becomes exhausting in this never ending war on my sanity – my life.
I haven’t been to that place, that hell, that devil’s den of bad choices in almost eleven years.
Those thoughts blossom in my mind when I get comfortable and complacent. They sprout like sick weeds in a garden of naive flowers.
No matter how many weeds I pull or kill, new ones grow and wait, searching for that weak crack in my foundation.
Put together a musical playlist of songs that describe your life, including what you hope your future entails.
My life has been a seesaw of peace and calamity as well as joy and chaos. Can’t appreciate one without the other, right? If I really sat down to put a musical playlist of songs that describe my life, I’d be sitting here ’til next Tuesday.
So, I picked some songs that resonated with me during the decade.
In the 70’s, my favorite music was disco and rock. I loved the Bee Gees. And I used to walk around the house singing ‘Staying Alive’ while playing my plastic Bee Gees guitar. Yeah, I still wonder why I’m not a famous rock star!
As I got older, I tip toed away from disco balls and bell bottoms and got into all things Purple and Rainy in the 80’s.
And then in my twenties, I went all kinds of crazy as I jumped from rap, to rock to grunge and then landed firmly on heavy metal in the 90’s.
In the 00’s, I got into heavier metal and also into the Philly scene of local musical artists.
These days, I listen to everything, although my heart is stapled to disco and heavy metal… which is hilarious when you really get down, get down into the mosh pit of it.
I’m seeing Metallica this week in Philly, but right now, my thing is the Sons of Anarchy soundtracks and any other kind of dark country.
My future entails excitement! A published book! Adventure!