I don’t know how many of you saw my post earlier today. I
alluded to the soundtrack of my life. This song in particular stood out to me.
If you’ll indulge me, I will explain. It takes a bit of imagination on your
part – imagine the boy as a girl, I exaggerate for additional effects, and so
on. I can see parts of it mirroring things that have happened to me, and coming
back to what really matters – the “home.”
I picture myself on a train, staring out the window. I have
only briefly been on a train to Chicago, but to me since we are referring to
the long way home, it seems fitting. The train represents my journey, and the
window a way of looking at the scenes of my life that have passed.
Being a romeo is thinking that I am cute, playing that
factor up in my youth. The joke of the neighborhood, and not caring because it
felt good makes me remember times that I drank far too much, and people laughed
at me, because I can be amusing when I drink.
Feeling that I am part of the scenery and my spouse thinking
I am part of the furniture reminds me of my first marriage. I was someone who
faded into the background because I was unhappy. And yes, he used to be so
nice.
When lonely days turn to lonely nights and turning to the
city lights I relate to online dating. I never saw what I wanted to see and I
was playing a part in my second marriage. I felt that I was up on display,
being this fake wife in every sense of the word. I truly was losing my sanity,
and I didn’t think there was ever going to be a way out.
The redeeming passage is when I see my life has become a
catastrophe, but it had to be for me to find myself again. I look back on life
and wonder what if, but then in my train fantasy/daydream, the final stanza
plays, putting a smile on my face, as I look ahead as to what’s to come.
Settling down means being not who I truly am, and not being around refers to my
adventures.
Not bad for an afternoon daydream, right? I hope you like my
view of life, and watching me return to my “home”. Home is where you feel safe.
It’s an ideal, not necessarily a place or a person or a thing.
Life is beautiful, friends. We all struggle, but eventually
we find our way. To get to myself again, I had to take the long way.
Enjoy the lyrics.
"Take The Long Way
Home"
So you think you're a
Romeo
playing a part in a
picture-show
Take the long way
home
Take the long way
home
Cos you're the joke
of the neighborhood
Why should you care
if you're feeling good
Take the long way
home
Take the long way
home
But there are times
that you feel you're part of the scenery
all the greenery is
comin' down, boy
And then your wife
seems to think you're part of the
furniture oh, it's
peculiar, she used to be so nice.
When lonely days turn
to lonely nights
you take a trip to
the city lights
And take the long way
home
Take the long way
home
You never see what
you want to see
Forever playing to
the gallery
You take the long way
home
Take the long way
home
And when you're up on
the stage, it's so unbelievable,
unforgettable, how
they adore you,
But then your wife
seems to think you're losing your sanity,
oh, calamity, is
there no way out?
Does it feel that your life's become a catastrophe?
Oh, it has to be for you to grow, boy.
When
you look through the years and see what you could
have been oh, what might have been,
if you'd had more
time.
So,
when the day comes to settle down,
Who's to blame if you're not around?
You took the long way home
You took the long way home...........
Until we meet again,
Angie
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