Midlife Musings
Fortysomething. If my life were a TV show, that would be the title, and these are the episodes. Or maybe I am just having an episode.
Everything they don't put in the brochure for your 40s. Work situations that make your blood boil, body changes nobody prepared you for, pop culture opinions held with unreasonable conviction, and the general absurdity of being a grown woman who still hasn't figured out what she wants to be when she grows up. Honest, unfiltered, and occasionally petty in ways that are entirely justified.Music Roulette 9 ~ Jagged Little Playlist
It is common for music to trigger involuntary memories. Without trying, a song plays, and a recollection pops up without trying. Music shows up during everyday activities, and we pay it no mind. We listen to music while commuting, working out, doing chores, and the mind wanders and old memories come wandering out. I’d like to evoke some autobiographical music encoded memories. Time for another round of music roulette. Let’s see what memories emerge from this random playlist of uncurated songs.
Once Around Again
Once around again, a new series digging into the archives. This resurfaced a story about things that make my blood boil.
Ni Madre: Turns Out Ma’am Was the Nice Version
Turns out there's a word worse than ma'am, and Guatemala hands it out by age. I got called madre in the mercado and wanted to die. 😬
These Boots Were Made For Walking
Hit 5,000 steps today and drop your achievement here — we’re cheering you on! Recently, I started walking three times a week with one of my neighbors. Specifically, to get up off my ass and get moving.
Music Roulette 8 ~ What’s the Frequency, Spotify
I read somewhere that music is the closest thing we have to time travel. Listening to certain songs will take us back in time to specific developmental periods in our lives, like timestamps in our personal history. I completely agree. Certain songs mean certain things. And certain songs evoke specific emotions. Music is a powerful tool, certainly not the “blunt tool” that Hannibal Lecter accuses Clarice of using on him at their first meeting in The Silence of the Lambs. Time to dissect with another round of music roulette.
