March 13th, 2021
This morning when I got to work, “Kyoto” by Phoebe Bridgers was starting on the radio when I shut off my car.
I worked from morning until close, and when I got back in my car, “Kyoto” by Phoebe Bridgers was starting up. Like I had never left the car at all, even though I had been gone and experienced an entire day in-between.
Sometime during my double shift, I mentioned to a co-worker that I very frequently will have a memory or mention something I did in 2019, but my mind tells me that I did it last year.
He told me his brain does the same thing.
Even though we just experienced one of the most unique (and for many, most difficult) years in modern history, maybe our minds got it right; maybe we are meant to have gone through what we went through, embraced what we have learned, recognized how we have grown and can still grow, be confident through what we endured . . .
. . . and maybe we’re supposed to pick up where the song left off.
Because when all is said and done, life (and “Kyoto”) is a pretty good tune.
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