I was out last night with my friend Sue and her friend David having a beer and shooting the shit. I was having a day of making calls and getting things done. Through it all I had this dumb feeling of being lost. A rather weird feeling to have when you’re working and getting things done. That was all part of the conversation last night. Of course the subject of wanting someone you like came up. I think the term used was pining. Seems I don’t know the definition of pining for someone. Last night I found out, I’m not doing that, or if I am I’m not doing it in a destructive manner.
Giving things a chance to breath was part of it. I think this morning I came to a conclusion that I’m in need of setting things free. I need to see what I can let go of to know what will come back. I’ve been pushing and waiting and trying and waiting, and damn it’s tiring. I suppose what I’ve got is an addiction to people. Some people are more addicting than others. Maybe that’s a result of not owning a TV. I don’t know. The question is, how do you overcome an addiction to a person? I can remember a little piece of a movie where a character is asked why they’re not present and told to let go. Their response is, I think it already let go of me. Alas, that isn’t the case in the end.
That’s the great thing of being able to sit with friends at a pub over a pint. You can spill your guts, provided you’re not afraid, and they can listen and offer suggestions and/or advice. It’s free psychiatric help in a way. It’s a two way street though. You have to be willing to listen to their issues and they have to be willing to listen to yours. I got plenty last night. Plenty of advice. While it didn’t necessarily make me feel any less lost. It did make me feel a lot better. Will I follow said advice, that is the question. One piece of it, I know I can and I will – it’s a physical thing and I can do it.
The rest I have to leave up to the flow of the world because much of it doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t make sense to me, and it doesn’t make sense to my friends from last night.
I couldn’t think of a better song to fit my mindset this morning.
Sting has written tons of great songs. Some nice and easy with simple patterns that intertwine to create more complex things. That’s a beautiful way to create a song. I’m still working on that level of simplicity. Generally when I attempt to write more simple things like that with a co-writer, it always comes back with them wanting more in the song. Counterproductive. Unfortunately it seeped into my mindset and caused me to do the same to other co-writers looking to be simple too. Gotta learn to recognize.
Simple repetition. Nice grooves. Also one of the rare songs that actually kick off with a chorus instead of a verse. Of course with an advice song such as this, it makes sense since the chorus is the advice. It’s also one of those songs where most talented songwriters would probably agree they wished they had written it.
As for me, I know of one little phrase, or even one little word that would change a whole lot of things and cause this addiction to go away. It’s not a noun, it’s not a verb, nor an adjective. Hell I don’t know what it is. Would you care to guess?