"Well I'd like to visit the moon...but I wouldn't like to live there..."
There is a special reason I have been listening to this song so much. I am now learning to play it, as well. It's for a friend. But, I've passed the point of learning it. I'm obsessing over it, listening to it over ten times in one day.
But there is a greater reason. I now know that when I get on track with a song, movie, or television show it's always for a reason.
I had a friend call last night who was down in the dumps. And don't we all from time to time? See, us normal people, who don't self-medicate, actually feel sadness, depression, and anxiety on a regular basis. What do you do when you're really feeling the sting? You call a friend. It's much better than going out and transforming into a drunken, belligerent asshole who runs everyone off and then ends up crying alone at the end of the night. Call a friend!
I was able to use my necessary obsession with the above mentioned song to help my friend out. The song is about staring out of your window at the moon and wanting to visit there. It's a very sweet song about wanting to get away from the moment and do something new. It's that old cliche about the grass always being greener, aside from the fact that there is no grass on the moon(it's just an expression.)
The point is, even if you are a felt, cotton, and polyester puppet, you're still going to want out temporarily--even if it's on the moon. I hear it's quite nice and peaceful, especially the sea of tranquility.
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