Walking in the woods listening to What So Not’s, “High You Are,” makes me hope you will come for me. “Take me now so I can wake up and drift away. And I don’t care how high you are, don’t wake me ’til we arrive” (Hyde, Styles-Richards, Emerson, Streten). Arrive who knows where. The only thing that matters is we’re together.
In Khalid and Marshmellow’s song, Silence, Khalid sings,
I’m in need of a savior, but I’m not asking for favors
My whole life, I’ve felt like a burden
I think too much, and I hate it
I’m so used to being in the wrong, I’m tired of caring
Loving never gave me a home, so I’ll sit here in the silence
Franz Kafka wrote a story called, The Trial, about a respectable banker, Joseph K, who is suddenly arrested by mysterious persons for no apparent reason. This odd and unreasonable arrest leads Joseph to ask for the first time in his life the question, “Why?”
Raising this question always sparks a search for an answer. “As long as (we) struggle only with the problems of everyday existence—food, work, health, and sex—we are not very much above the animals; we begin to be (human) when we start to wonder what life is all about.”
There is a time and place for quiet introspection, for considering who we are, why we are here and how we might make things better while we can. We will do well to keep guard over petty jealousies, self-loathing and the mundane things of life. Avoid trivialities and reach for the stars.