Alright guys. So I'm in a class this semester that's all about memoirs-- reading and writing. I love reading memoirs, possibly because I'm the nosiest person ever, but writing one? Not so much. Which seems weird because I clearly have no problem writing about myself (as I write this on a blog...about myself... *awkward collar tug*), but like I mentioned in my last post, there are still things I don't discuss here or anywhere else. There are things that are just too personal for public consumption. But isn't that the whole point of a memoir? Is there any reason to read or write a memoir that isn't super-personal? It's a conundrum. I'm not ready to open up about losing my dad and everything that led up to it, but it's by far my strongest memory and the one that impacted me more than any other. And there are other aspects of my life and memories that I don't plan on ever sharing, both because they're just too private and because sharing them would make them feel less special and close to my heart. So basically I would have the world's most boring memoir. I don't have any middle ground between my wonderfully idyllic childhood and everything hitting the metaphoric fan over the past year, which knocked me pretty directly from childhood to adulthood, skipping any sort of grace period.
On a completely unrelated-ish note, I've been listening to this song a lot since a friend introduced me to it a few weeks ago. It became frustratingly relevant recently. But it's a really fantastic song, and the lyrics are honest and uncomplicated.
I like the vocals in the live version better, but I'm posting the actual music video too because I just think it was so well done. It's subtle and creative and their interaction is so-- hmm. So appropriate? It really captures the feeling of breaking apart from someone you used to care about-- especially how he sort of flinches and looks away when she's singing. The rest of his work is definitely worth a listen, too. Look him up on Spotify or Pandora or Youtube or iTunes whatever you're all using these days.
Okay. I better go try to come up with some non-overly-personal/non-traumatizing experience to write about. Thanks for making it through this ramble-y post.