Supertramp or Fortune Teller? You decide...

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