Do you have songs that you just *love*? Songs that you really can't hear too much, and that (when sung well) mesmerize you? I'd like to think that there is something within those songs that speak to humans as a whole and that everyone feels the way that I do about them, but I know it's not true. I have a few. "Both Sides Now" - Joni Mitchell, "Hallelujah"- Leonard Cohen, "Blue Like That"- Shawn Colvin, and I've just discovered a new one "Glitter in the Air"- Pink. I can't figure what it is about these songs, and not to sound like a drugged-up-hippie, but-- they just speak to me, man. There is some thing in them all that I find haunting. That makes me think about them after the last note has been sung- even when I understand the words... that there is something deeper, something more. Something that resonates with who I am... even when I'm not sure who I am.
So you have songs like that? Songs that wrap themselves around your soul? Or am I just an overly romantic girl with delusions of introspection? If you do, what are they?
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Minus Ambition?
So why is this blog called Minus Ambition? Well, because I am. I don't have lofty goals or great desires. I'm pretty simple and straightforward when it comes down to it. I want to be happy. I would like to be paid to do things that I love, but I'm not willing to sacrifice my sanity, my relationships or my beliefs to reach some pinnacle. I've always been told that it's not that great up there anyway. Now maybe that's a justification... or maybe the grass isn't actually greener on the other side and maybe people are meant to live on the ground, not among the stars. Perhaps I'm too practical, and I just can't dream big enough... but I'm ok with that. I think being "ok with that" is kinda what it all comes back to, anyway.
So if I lack ambition, why am I writing a blog? Well, for one because I could never write in a journal. It's a useless endeavour for me because I already know what I think about things. What I want to know is what your reaction is. I like people. I like knowing about what and how they think. This is the reason I stopped with xanga... it's not interesting to me if no one reads what I've written and now I can link to Facebook and all shall know that I've posted something, even if they don't read it. Two, I've had a heck of a year and I do have some thoughts that want to escape, but the Facebook note just doesn't seem sufficient. Three, I like being open and honest about myself... but I'm kinda shy. So I can blog and be a textrovert and maybe people will get to know more about me without me trying to stumble through some seriously awkward small talk.
I'm not sure why I feel like I have to justify starting a blog... millions of people start millions of blogs every day. I'm just one of the masses. But "cause I wanted to" doesn't seem like enough... and really who is "just one of the masses" to themselves? I don't know- but I bet they have crappy self-esteem.
So if I lack ambition, why am I writing a blog? Well, for one because I could never write in a journal. It's a useless endeavour for me because I already know what I think about things. What I want to know is what your reaction is. I like people. I like knowing about what and how they think. This is the reason I stopped with xanga... it's not interesting to me if no one reads what I've written and now I can link to Facebook and all shall know that I've posted something, even if they don't read it. Two, I've had a heck of a year and I do have some thoughts that want to escape, but the Facebook note just doesn't seem sufficient. Three, I like being open and honest about myself... but I'm kinda shy. So I can blog and be a textrovert and maybe people will get to know more about me without me trying to stumble through some seriously awkward small talk.
I'm not sure why I feel like I have to justify starting a blog... millions of people start millions of blogs every day. I'm just one of the masses. But "cause I wanted to" doesn't seem like enough... and really who is "just one of the masses" to themselves? I don't know- but I bet they have crappy self-esteem.
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