Looking For A Moment
I'm riding down Kingsley figuring I'll get a drink. Turn the radio up loud so I don't have to think. I take her to the floor looking for a moment when the world seems right and I tear into the guts of something in the night.
I'm closing in on a thousand blogs and unlike A-Rod I should get there pretty quickly. For some reason, of course, as I think of meeting this monumental feat, I consider Springsteen and some of the lyrics that have meant the most to me through the years.
I woke up with the above song on my mind. I love the line - looking for a moment when the world seems right - found it a few times...yes I have...look for it every day...like a blind squirrel, find it now and again.
There was a car accident in today's paper. Husband, wife, two young kids...wiped out by a drunk driver. The guy was a friend of a friend, and my friend summed it up rather succinctly: "It's awful," he texted back.
And there are so many moments when the world isn't right, it is so freaking wrong. All the hopes and dreams of that family, wiped out by the irresponsible actions of one person.
Or the man who walked into the beer distributor in Connecticut and wiped out 8 people for being racist, as if the punishment for racism is death.
And I've really tried hard not to read such stories. Negative in leads to negative out, but I think it was a few of those types of incidents that led Bruce to the lines he wrote.
It's been a rough year. That isn't a lie. And still, like everyone else, I search.
For that moment.
When the world seems right.
1000 blogs. Who would've thunk?
Tearing into the guts.
I'm closing in on a thousand blogs and unlike A-Rod I should get there pretty quickly. For some reason, of course, as I think of meeting this monumental feat, I consider Springsteen and some of the lyrics that have meant the most to me through the years.
I woke up with the above song on my mind. I love the line - looking for a moment when the world seems right - found it a few times...yes I have...look for it every day...like a blind squirrel, find it now and again.
There was a car accident in today's paper. Husband, wife, two young kids...wiped out by a drunk driver. The guy was a friend of a friend, and my friend summed it up rather succinctly: "It's awful," he texted back.
And there are so many moments when the world isn't right, it is so freaking wrong. All the hopes and dreams of that family, wiped out by the irresponsible actions of one person.
Or the man who walked into the beer distributor in Connecticut and wiped out 8 people for being racist, as if the punishment for racism is death.
And I've really tried hard not to read such stories. Negative in leads to negative out, but I think it was a few of those types of incidents that led Bruce to the lines he wrote.
It's been a rough year. That isn't a lie. And still, like everyone else, I search.
For that moment.
When the world seems right.
1000 blogs. Who would've thunk?
Tearing into the guts.
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