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Thanks to a friend I've had this Simon & Garfunkel song stuck in my head for a few days now.
I've always found it to be quite a depressing song, maybe depressing isn't the right word, but it's one of those songs that makes me think. There are a couple of lines from the song that have always stuck with me - Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk to you again...and...People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening.
What I love about songs is that like poetry they can be interpreted in a myriad of ways. I always like it better when I don't know what the author intended his words to mean. It's fun letting the music speak to me. This particular song always makes me think of a lonely world. The idea of darkness being an old friend, of having conversations where nothing meaningful is communicated or where the message gets lost because the recipient hears what they want to hear, where silence grows and seems to reign supreme.
Sometimes I feel like I'm in such a world. I find myself guilty of not saying what's really in my mind, of talking without speaking. I'm uncomfortable letting most people know how I really feel. For example when it comes to my health I'll most likely tell you what I think you want to hear, e.g, 'its no big deal, been through it before, its not the end of the world'. I do this for a number of reasons, to make whomever I'm talking to not worry, because I'm not comfortable talking about how I feel, I think how I feel is silly, or I really don't think its the person's business.
This means that whilst I can talk to you for hours, you'll sometimes find I've probably not said anything deep. There are maybe 3 people I feel absolutely comfortable talking to on that level, bffl, KK & Mr OD, and even they have to catch me in the right mood. It's a flaw I'm trying to change because I've got quite a few wonderful people who have my back so to speak.
And now I find myself wondering why I typed this post and wanting to delete it but I made myself a promise when I started the blog, if I type directly onto the blog I must not delete. So it stays. Which is crazy because Sound of Silence was meant to inspire a short story....sorry Mr SD, maybe it still may as thanks to you, flippin song is stuck in my head.
Can I blame this post on post-op drugs or on my lovely FDs bbm asking for posts:)
