I think everyone has that number that they never want to look down and see below their feet. And after you see it you either blow it off or do something about it. It’s a wakeup call to what you’ve been trying to ignore.
Well, 5k training starts today!
I’m not spending another summer sitting on the couch wishing I looked better in a bikini.
Okay, I have homework to be doing, so I can’t make this too long, but it just kind of hit me why I have clung to The Beatles’ music throughout the various phases of my life: their music evolves. Especially in George’s case, they were teenagers and still basically kids when the band started, and you can tell that in their early work. Because they never tried to be something they weren’t, you see how they evolved from kids into adults and amateurs into legends. Their music is real. It’s relatable. Their music doesn’t just define an era, it defines what it’s like to define yourself. Love, loss, mistakes, depression, happiness, joy, love, love, love. Their music is everything I need in my life to always have something or someone to relate to. None of the members are perfect, I don’t think they’re gods; I think it’s just really admirable how they opened themselves up in their music to the world and let the world watch them grow up through the good times and the bad.
Maybe I’ll write an actual essay on this someday, but I just had to through that out there right now. I love The Beatles. I always have and always will.