threeplusfire | opportunity

Oh yeah. I just drove an extra couple miles coming home tonight. Why? Cause "Sweet Child of Mine" by Guns N Roses came on. Since I obsessed over that band in my early teen years, and I still know all the words by heart, I decided to get on the highway, roll down my windows and sing out loud. It was grand. For once, I'm not scared about growing older. It was a moment so wrapped up in every part of who I am, my history, my life. Funny, to think that a radio and a song from a half-forgotten band could make me feel this way. people speak so often of how music changes their lives, a certain song or a certain band. Guns N Roses is an unlikely band for that sort of thing. Mock me if you will, but I think because I listened to that music at such a chaotic and formative period of my life that it has a greater meaning for me. If I didn't care at least some, if it didn't have some resonance, would I still remember all the words? I heard two Guns N Roses songs today, even though I don't spend a lot of time in the car. I want to drag out my cds now. Sometimes I miss that younger so much more naive and hurting me. She wasn't such a bad girl. I didn't give her enough credit.