MVM #7 - The Wombats
Wow this week was super hectic. I'm just gonna come right out and say it was not a very good week. Started out good. Monday, pathetically, was the best part, even though Mondays usually suck. But everything just kind of went downhill from there.
Today was good though.
This week's song: Lost in the Post by The Wombats
I should have known you didn't have the time my dear
To let this twenty-something bring you down with his list of fears
I'd like to think we had some fun times though
It's just my inability to think outside the box I know
She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(We write to Santa Go!)
I could see your interest wane my dear
She wanted ‘Mary Poppins’ and I took her to ‘King Lear’
Yeah we've had some spills shall I say
And I thought you were going to leave, but not that you'd evaporate
She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(We write to Santa Go!)
Please go to Santa, go to Santa, go go go....... (repeat)
She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(Go to Santa Go!)
So. One of the main reasons I listened to this song is that it's extremely upbeat and helped (kind of) wake me up in the mornings. This week was one where it was really hard to just get going and be motivated to do things. I don't know what came over me, or really if it's just one of those hard weeks in school, I just had a rough time of it.
I will admit that I'm not exactly sure what this song is about. I like to think that he liked a girl more than she liked him, and eventually when she wouldn't see him he started sending her love letters through snail mail. But maybe she just never responded. Or there was a terrible coincidence in making sure they never got to her. Either way, he loved the idea of tangible communication in the era of electronic correspondence. But she didn't appreciate that kind of commitment.
So his love was lost in the mail, both metaphorically and literally.
Maybe I like this idea that someone would be so committed to me that they would keep sending letters, even if I didn't respond. They would keep trying to contact me no matter what until I gave them a concrete answer.
Today was good though.
This week's song: Lost in the Post by The Wombats
I should have known you didn't have the time my dear
To let this twenty-something bring you down with his list of fears
I'd like to think we had some fun times though
It's just my inability to think outside the box I know
She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(We write to Santa Go!)
I could see your interest wane my dear
She wanted ‘Mary Poppins’ and I took her to ‘King Lear’
Yeah we've had some spills shall I say
And I thought you were going to leave, but not that you'd evaporate
She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(We write to Santa Go!)
Please go to Santa, go to Santa, go go go....... (repeat)
She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(Go to Santa Go!)
So. One of the main reasons I listened to this song is that it's extremely upbeat and helped (kind of) wake me up in the mornings. This week was one where it was really hard to just get going and be motivated to do things. I don't know what came over me, or really if it's just one of those hard weeks in school, I just had a rough time of it.
I will admit that I'm not exactly sure what this song is about. I like to think that he liked a girl more than she liked him, and eventually when she wouldn't see him he started sending her love letters through snail mail. But maybe she just never responded. Or there was a terrible coincidence in making sure they never got to her. Either way, he loved the idea of tangible communication in the era of electronic correspondence. But she didn't appreciate that kind of commitment.
So his love was lost in the mail, both metaphorically and literally.
Maybe I like this idea that someone would be so committed to me that they would keep sending letters, even if I didn't respond. They would keep trying to contact me no matter what until I gave them a concrete answer.