I’m sure it meant certain things to him at the time; I know that in my younger, more rebellious days (not that I’ve left those days completely behind), it meant a certain thing to me. It was all defiance and rage and railing against the status quo and the “old people” who just didn’t understand. A few decades later, it means...well, it actually still means all those things to me, but something a little more.
It means that I never want to become that person who is so set in their ways that they are unable to maintain their sense of adventure and fun.
In the car today, I was listening to Green Day’s “American Idiot,” and I loved these lyrics from “Letterbomb”:
Nobody likes you...I don’t want to be that person, either. The person who says, “Oh, I just don’t feel like going out tonight,” or the one who says, “Oh, I really shouldn’t...that wouldn’t be proper.” Then watch as everyone goes out and has fun while I’m sitting home waiting for...what, exactly? My ship to come in? A friend? Godot? Someone to come and save me from my miserable, lonely existence? Fuck that shit. I don’t want to live my life afraid, staid, and unplayed.
Everyone left you...
They're all out without you...
Another line in “Letterbomb” says, “It’s not over till you’re underground.” I saw a recent quote that said, “You only live once. But that’s wrong. You only DIE once. You LIVE every day.”
I choose to live my life, to enjoy myself, and I can honestly say that I’m having as much, if not more, fun as I’ve ever had in my life. I’m with my best friend, someone who gets me and has the same philosophy, I’m feeling good, I’m enjoying my present, looking fondly back at my past (ohhh, I’ve had some good times, people!), and I’m looking forward to my future.
There are more adventures to be had, more concerts to enjoy, more songs to be sung, more trips to be taken, and more things to be written. MORE EXPERIENCES. And if life isn’t about the experiences, what is it about?
I look forward to every moment, both the good and the (hopefully rare) bad—both are part of life, right? Because every day we experience these things is another day lived and enjoyed and experienced. What a gift, and if my gusto seems a little improper to you at times, then you just go right ahead and cross your arms, furrow your brow, and give me give me that disapproving Church Lady look.
While you’re occupied with your disapproval, I’ll be living and enjoying my life, and awaiting the next adventure. Because there is always a new one around the corner, as long as you’re willing to look for it.