Screw this angsty shit. I’m already sick of myself. Half the reason I’m sad has nothing to do with Simon. I just feel sorry for myself that my life now goes back to how it was, which actually wasn’t bad at all. It’s pretty great actually. Yes, that certain excitement that he brought along with him is no longer. But I’m the one controlling my happiness.
I remembered my role in my own life this morning on my commute. (Why this has to be a revelation to me is another story that I will address in therapy tomorrow night.) And I have Celine Dion to thank. I never listen to the radio because it’s crap. But today I did. And Celine came on WASH FM. For some reason I didn’t grab the remote to change the station. I let her sing to me. And let me tell you, Celine is pretty fucking smart. See what I mean:
“When life is empty with no tomorrow
And loneliness starts to call
Baby, don’t worry, forget your sorrow
‘Cause love’s gonna conquer it all, all.
When you want it the most there’s no easy way out
When you’re ready to go and your heart’s left in doubt
Don’t give up on your faith
Love comes to those who believe it
And that’s the way it is”
Sure it’s vague and trite, and some of it, I have no freaking clue what she’s talking about. So what? her fist-pumping cathartic anthem made me feel better, even with the creepy Canadian pronunciation. And yes, I sang along. So can you. (Notice the girl in the car in the video. I SO relate to her.)