(Consciously, it seems odd talking about Sunday when it's technically Tuesday. Sunday is just yesterday for me... but that's another story)
For me it's when I mostly feel life nudging me annoyingly to move forward. (As if it needed to. I had no choice in the matter at all.) Again, I planned to do a lot of things before the weekend was over, but again, I fell asleep. So I had to settle on staying online the whole night.
I decided to maximize the minimal Internet traffic at that time to download mp3's, so I queued in some Tori Amos songs. One of the few songs I got was her cover of Somewhere Over The Rainbow. It was a live performance, but it might as well have been recorded in a studio since it sounded really clean and pitch perfect. And the way she sang it, it really made me think of Dorothy and rainbows and reaching out to dreams that can really come true.
One day I wish upon a star,
wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
way upon the chimney tops,
that’s where you’ll find me...
Somewhere over the rainbow,
blue birds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why, oh why can’t I?
I had the song on repeat the whole day. The mood was subtly different from the other day when I had Creep playing on loop. Both had a melancholy effect for me, but Somewhere Over The Rainbow didn't carry the hopelessness which Creep seemed to have attached with it.
I was listening to it walking to work earlier this night. For 8PM, there wasn't a lot of people on the streets anymore. Nor were there a lot of vehicles too. I didn't mind at all. I took my time walking, and I know deep down I was approaching another crossroad.
With each second, it's becoming clearer where I should turn next.
