i am 34 years old. i would guess that many of my readers are close to this age. so, i feel like you all grew up with parents who were very fond of music/ or at least you listened to music. i grew up listening closely to peter, paul and mary, harry chapin and cat stevens , especially! tonight i played cat stevens for my daughter and was truly amazed at her reaction. not only did she love it, i think she may have understood it. i have no idea how old i was when i started listening to cat stevens on my own. i just always know he's been there in my life.
when i was 15, in 10th grade, a girlfriend of mine died. she had a brain aneurysm. it was freak, and sudden, and OH my God, when we were kids. i listened to cat stevens over and over and over. i thought that if i ever had to go to heaven at that age, i would want to go into a cat stevens song, especially miles from nowhere. so, i listened to that song over and over for way over a year.
and here i am, 34 years old, and i think of death or dying or any kind of after-life and all i can do is transform into this cat stevens world of miles of nowhere and there i am. here i am. in a song. miles from nowhere. so, i guess i'll take my time... to be there.........................
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