this past weekend, i went to all points west, which is a music and arts festival in jersey. although quite irate that i was unable to see both the gaslight anthem and steel train, i was introduced to the beauty that is elbow. while compulsively searching for information about them the following day, i came across sigur rós and feel in love. i had heard of them before, but until yesterday had never really stopped to listen.
compelled to take a trip to the library to borrow cd's, i returned home with eight albums, one of them being Með Suð Í Eyrum Við Spilum, their latest release. standing in my kitchen, the late afternoon sun spilling in through the grease spattered curtains, sigur rós playing, everything seemed so soft and ethereal. i felt light and pure, happy even.
my grandmother mentioned to my friend at church on sunday that i seemed distant, unhappy.
it shocked me that she felt that way. especially since i didn't think i was unhappy.
but perhaps i am, and perhaps i'm not. i'm just living. just trying to immerse myself in all i can.
i feel this incredible build up to something of immense greatness and i just want to run across fields, spin wildly. suck in as much air as my lungs can hold and douse myself in water. i feel like i need to cover myself in life so that i can start to live. i love that feeling of insignificance in comparison to everything else in the world. i feel like we all get so caught up in what's happening within ourselves right here, right now, that we forget that there are other people, other countries, other oceans, other schools, other bedrooms, other streams. how can we forget that life is waiting for us? stop being stagnant and force yourself to move. you're blocking the flow.
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