Category Archives: My Thoughts on Life
There was a recent story that made the internet rounds about a married couple who discovered that they had been visiting Disneyland as children, at the same time – 15 years before they met each other. In an old family photo, the woman (as a young girl) can been seen posing for a picture with one of the Disney characters. In the background, her future father-in-law can be seen pushing her future husband along in a stroller. The couple didn’t discover the mind-blowing coincidence until they were going through old family photos, in preparation for their wedding.
It was a touching story, and it got me to thinking. My wife and I also shared a similar, if unphotographed, almost rendezvous. When going through concert tickets while we were dating we found that, when we were both in high school, we sat in the same section for a Poison concert. What if we had met each other then? Did we perhaps see each other? If so, was she impressed with the height I was able to get out of my hair with a bottle of Aquanet?
I love my iPod – I really do. It’s a miracle of technology that allows me to have all the music I want, wherever I want, and listen to it whenever I want. But, sometimes, like our lives these days, it can be too much. There are just too many choices. Too much information – not enough time. I miss the mix tape. It was a simpler, and yet somehow more intricate proposition. You chose the songs, or perhaps, the songs chose you. Either way, they were collected together, put down on tape, and then experienced. A mix tape told a story. It was a commitment – even if you didn’t realize what it was a commitment to.
As we drove home, I was lost in thought. I barely noticed the streetlights and cars that we passed. It was full dark, the kids were watching a DVD in the back of the van, and something was playing on the radio – I’m not sure what. My mind was too busy chasing itself round in circles, replaying the night’s events over and over – asking myself – did my children really understand what we had just done? Did they wonder, as I had earlier – was it really okay to burn the American flag?
When was the last time you really listened to what was going on around you? As I was leaving the office yesterday, I noticed, for what seemed like the first time, that we have music playing in our elevators. I was a bit surprised that this came as a revelation to me. After all, I love music – even play a little on occasion – and I had completely missed the sounds around me. Why was that?