Sometimes I Give Into Sadness, Sometimes I Don't
The sun wasn't even awake.
My eyes barely open,
my mind stubbornly dormant,
I stumble out of my apartment,
and start the treck to the dreaded bus stop.
It's a beautiful morning.
Still dusk,
The air is crisp and clean in my chest.
i wrap my sweater around me tighter,
and thumb my iPod in my pocket,
Fefe Dobson fueling each exhausting step.
The song comes to an end,
and suddenly the Veronicas are raging about personal revolution,
turning over a new leaf,
and starting a new [mind blowing] relationship.
I smile to myself
and realize that, that's what i have.
I'm starting new.
ALL NEW.
I have a new job.
I have a new apartment.
I have new friends.
I have a new "main squeeze".
As i bound up the stairs leading to the pedestrian bridge,
Christina Aguilera wails into my ear,
and as the creamy orange sun dribbles over the horizion,
i can feel my heart smile.
Almost instantly,
i find myself with the biggest grin on my face,
and energy in each step.
I find my body moving to the music,
my soul rejoicing with each beat,
and my mood sky rockets.
it's 5:41am and i am dancing to the bus stop on the pedestrian bridge.
The bus flies by,
but i don't fret,
because my life is amazing.
I spend the next half hour wondering how my life managed to fall together, so.
I finally decide that it doesn't matter.
because it did.
and god damn it,
it feels amazing.
Matty B.
