Please tell me you’ve heard the song We are Young by FUN. The damn thing is stuck in my head. Sure, its a catchy tune but I think its the chorus that resonates with me:Tonight, we are young so let’s set the world on fire. We can burn brighter than the sun. Â
Do you remember being in college, feeling free, strong, like you could conquer the world, do ANYTHING, BE anything you wanted? Oh sure, I wasn’t going to be president or lead a rally to change laws or start a charity to feed the hungry but I believed I could get the dream job, find the perfect partner, LIVE THE LIFE.
And I kept on believing into my early 30′s. I didn’t buy a home until I was 31, didn’t get married until I was 32, kids at 35. I put getting older on hold until now. I drank myself stupid more times than I can count, I drove days to be with ex-boyfriends that reminded me within minutes of arriving why they were my exes (yes, I had to learn this lesson a couple of times), I hopped in a car and went rock climbing with strangers, BECAUSE I COULD. And don’t get me started on all my late night shenanigans. Never once did I think about “getting old”. I often had to do the math to know the answer to “how old are you?”
The three years of trying to have Maddy, the binky-weaning and now, gah, NIGHTS, have aged me faster than those 12 beer guzzling, late night shenanigin-filled years did. I look tired all the time. I don’t have the energy or time to put into my appearance. And I certainly don’t have the burning desire to burn the candle at both ends to get that high that came so easily just a scant 5 years ago.
But in the big picture view of things, 5 years ago isn’t so long ago. And while I’m not setting anything but dinner on fire these days, for the scant three minutes this song in on the air, I can remember, sing along and feel young…er.
Do you have a song that gets you angsty about the days gone by or the wrinkles scrambling across your face?