Jun 19, 2006 01:22
So I had a revelation this weekend.
I was at the Bruce Springsteen / Seeger Sessions Band concert @ DTE. And there was this guy in the row in front of us. Dad and I agreed that he looked like a young (and probably less crazy) Tom Cruise. So here's this young guy--about my age, I guess-- with his buddy at a concert to see Springsteen play folk-rock/zydeco/bluegrass songs with a 17 piece random ass band. And he was loving. I mean, this guy was rockin' out. And he knew the words.
So I started thinking to myself. And I began to remember that not every guy on the planet lives in Mt. Pleasant or Big Rapids or Lansing. They don't all listen to pop-country and rap. And they won't all feel the need to call me a slut.
It's been a little rough lately. What with some recent drama that's just bad news all around.
I think I'd almost forgotten that I deserve to be at least a little bit happy. I'm 20 years old. Why on earth would I settle for someone who treats me like shit? There are people out there on this earth who like the same things I do. They're not really hangin' around CMU... but they're out there somewhere. And they listen to Springsteen.
God, he had a cute butt.