Last week we went to the Iron and Wine show, for FREE, in down town Salt Lake. Okervil River also played, with the chick guitarist/banjo/mandolin player who wore a short dress and no panties, surely she felt the draft as she bent over and revealed her white butt and parts to millions of people that night. Gross.
Besides that, it was an amazing show. We were right by the stage and it was probably one of the best shows we've been to. Now here's my rambling...
After the show I just began thinking about all the people that were there. There were tons of people. I really like to people watch and stare and even eve's drop on people's conversations I find interesting, so I try to be conspicuous even if I fail in doing so. Nonetheless, I left the concert feeling like,
MAN, THERE ARE SO MANY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD I DON'T KNOW.
It's crazy to think that our given circumstances like where we grow up can limit our choices, our friends, where we go to school, how we dress, what we believe, what we do in our free time.... our options are limited until we go to college or some other life changing thing happens. Then we meet a whole new group of people, try new things, and even find ourselves liking things we never would have known or been exposed to if we never left home.
It seems we all live in bubbles.
I grew up in my Caldwell, Idaho bubble, I went to college and quickly found my Rexburg bubble. I blew a huge bubble when I got married, and now we're living in our Utah bubble. It's like neverending bubbles we can't seem to escape, but that's life! It doesn't mean we're limited in what we can accomplish, it just means there is so much in life we need to do and so little time! I was telling Drew, I don't ever want to start feeling like I'm not growing or progressing. Sometimes I feel like I really need to get out or am ready for a change of pace, even if it is scary to, in a sense-- blow a new bubble.
I want to see the world and meet people from all around the world, I want to see life from as many perspectives as I can. All I ask is to not be a small insignificant bubble, or t o o m a n y b u b b l e s to handle.
I want to be a floating bubble that gets bigger and bigger as my perspective widens, until one day I POP! and die.
Have you ever felt this way?
of course!!! who hasn't really
ReplyDeleteoh my GOSH megan i freaking LOVE THIS! HAHA you made me laugh and smile at the same time !i just love this so much, you are too cute! i LOVE the analogy that we are all livign in our own bubbles. mine is a small bubble on a small island doing things like surfing in my free time, whereas i never used to even think about surfing because of where i lived. it is so weird, but so true. that's our life. and like you said, we can float around and do all kinds of stuff. time is a precious thing and so is that thing called money. don't worry sis, we'll get to see the world. we'll see people, meet people, and do things. i promise. especially with our hubs and their interests combined. meggie lee, have you ever thought about how after we die we can go anywhere in the world we want, and whenever we want? it's true.
ReplyDeletei love you.
i like it megs. dont worry ill take you places if you let me. i love you.
ReplyDeleteI can relate. I felt very bubble-esque when I was in the burg. Not as much here, but it exists, it's just a different type.
ReplyDeletep.s. super jealous you went to the iron and wine show.
To bad you are going to Rexburg because people watching is my favorite thing to do. you should ride the bus with me and go to the farmers market
ReplyDeletehaha this post made me laugh! Such a thinker, you should go into philosphy hehe :)
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