Telling stories has always fascinated me, as much for the sharing of knowledge and understanding and something that might resonant with another person, as for the relief and lifting of a burden in the act of telling and sharing. Difficulty shared is difficulty halved, or some such shit. Certain songwriters share a love of sharing stories through their music. Mitski is one such artist, and this song says so much in just a few chords and lines. I love the way it opens up on so many levels, how it could mean so many different things.
I won’t leave you ’cause I still love you
So it’s up to you if you choose to go
In the meantime, sleeping by my side
Our two cats, making sure I’ll be alright
As spring deepens, as the weather turns (please God maybe just a little warmer?) and as this space becomes more of an escape and an escapade in a world gone completely bonkers, I like the idea of trying out different stories, tales to take the burden off living this life. Fictional flights of fancy with some gems and jewels of the human condition to keep it all grounded, tethered to the heart of our emotions. Let me entertain you…
You say, “It’s so hard”
But it feels simple to me
It feels so simple to me
So I’ve been trying to stop trying
To be like someone you’d still like
Maybe if I could, you already would
‘Cause I still love you, so I won’t leave you
Guess it’s up to you if you choose to go
In the meantime, rescues at my side
Our two cats, both asleep by me tonight
The best part of storytelling is that you have all the power to change course at any time, especially when things aren’t going the way it feels right or natural. Sometimes there’s a heaviness of heart that signals the wrong path, sometimes there’s a light in a dangerous space that guides you out of the darkness. Sometimes it’s just a matter of waiting and seeing what is bearable at any given moment. The universe gives its subtle nudges and hints when you open yourself up to the vast expanse of opportunity and possibility, especially in spring.
Maybe tomorrow night
The cats will be nowhere in sight
But I’ll be glad to know
Th?y’re out following their heart’s d?light
