Because sometimes you just need to have an angry cry.
A little while ago I was out for an evening stroll and I saw something wonderful. Something that made me stop and think “yeah, human race, we’re not that different you and I.”
It was a woman in her mid-thirties, having a cry, alone in her Volvo station wagon. The lights were off, the windows were up and Kate Bush was pumping out of her speakers.
She wasn’t just crying either, she was yelling. Screaming out the words to “Running Up That Hill”.
I don’t know how she got there (drove, probably) or why she was so upset (people are jerks, mostly) but in that moment I felt connected to her.
“Fuck you, world!”, I thought.
Since I was a teenager, whenever I’m being an inconsolable sod I head to my local park. I squeeze my grown-up hips into the child-sized swing, put my headphones on and swing my little heart out to Third Eye Blind’s “Semi-Charmed Life”. I don’t know when it started. I don’t know why it’s that song. But if I’m feeling a little down you can be assured I’ll be taking it out my frustrations on the local play equipment.
A couple of years ago after having, admittedly, a few too many beers and a particularly cathartic session on the swing, I decided to tell Third Eye Blind just how much their terrible song meant to me and wrote them a letter (delivered with the aid of social media, obviously).
Remarkably, they replied. “This is amazing,” they said. And I felt like slightly less of a lunatic.
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I love You Oughta Know .... SUCH a good stress reliever!!! also What's Going On by 4 Non-Blondes
I LOVE SEMI-CHARMED LIFE!! Such a great song :D