I was writing a book review for uni tonight when a song came on, Someday in the Rain. It's a song that can only be described by one word, melancholic. That feeling of prolonged sadness you just can't rid of. You know what the hardest part of growing up is, realising that everything is up to you now. Not just the simple things like cooking, cleaning, or paying taxes. It's understanding that every choice in your life is up to you now. That you can do whatever you want. No one will tell what to do, or where to go. No teachers telling you what to do next, it's up to you. It's your life, and it's up to make of it.
What does this have to do with that song you ask? That song just embodies it, doesn't it? Life is just a long stretch of sadness and melancholy, unyielding to all but a few. We all go about our lives mostly the same way, in our own little worlds, unphased by everyone else. I hate it. But what can I do? Some might chase a woman, others money, and some might look for aliens, time-travellers or espers. But what do I want to do? The weight of this question IS melancholy. this unhappiness with life because we don't have a direction, a purpose, or a reason to live.
People spend all their lives picking their brains at these questions. Hundreds of thousands of novels, movies, and TV shows try to answer the question, but most give flimsy answers. In the end, we won't figure it out sitting by.
I said a few months ago that I love rain, "comforting, it's warm, nostalgic, and reminds me of the past." It also helps me think, and think about life. This song is just perfect that, for thinking about life, and what it means to me.
I don't think is a real, singular answer to these questions. It's just up to us to figure out why we're here, and what we want to do in our lives.
Who knows, someday just sitting in the rain, we might find that out.
See ya
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