In some of my online profiles I write that I’ve got rock and roll in my soul, which is cute because it rhymes – but truly I feel a strong bond with music, especially the rock variety. Music is a huge part of my life and something that I have always found solace in, even during my darkest times. For me, putting my headphones on and shutting out the world is the only thing that drowns out the noise of my overactive mind.
The other day I was having a bit of an weird low mood day and I felt this huge weight was dragging me down. I had already walked for an hour, done yoga, talked to my friends, treated myself to a nice breakfast, and read some of my favourite blog posts but nothing could shift the dark brain fog.
Though there was nothing particularly different about this day compared to any other, and nothing major had happened, the niggling feeling of utter doom could not be shifted. I have lots going on in my life right now and I think it was the culmination of these small things all of a sudden seemed giant and crushing. I am not one to dwell, or to feel sorry for myself, but instead like to source the issue and deal with it head on; the problem with this method of coping arises when the issue is invisible and not easily identifiable. With so much happening it was hard to pinpoint what the actual problem was.
Feeling utterly frustrated I put on my headphones cranked up my music and went out for a lunchtime stroll. Not being in the mood to decide anything for myself I put Spotify to work and went for one of their daily playlists.
Song number three came on, Kiss’ God Made Rock and Roll. When it reached this verse…
If you wanna be a singer, or play guitar
Man, you gotta sweat or you won’t get far
Cause it’s never too late to work nine-to-five
You can take a stand, or you can compromise
You can work real hard or just fantasize
But you don’t start livin’ till you realize –
I gotta tell ya!
… a huge grin appeared across my face and I gave a thank you to the rock gods for giving me some perspective.
That song hit the nail on the head, though I do not want to become a singer or play guitar I have just handed in my notice to pursue my own dreams and as each day gets closer to my leaving date I get a little more anxious about it. I have been in a stable job with good money for years and I have thrown in the towel with zero plans – just a dream of being independent and creative.
I know it sounds crazy but I am willing to sweat, cry and bleed to get where I want. Kiss are right, there will always be a nine to five. So, thanks Kiss for reminding me that no matter what happens, I am going to rock it.