My wife and I spent new year's eve night together at home. I had the Dick Clark countdown on TV but she didn't spend much time with me. She was typing away on her iPad, but did join me when a few of her favorite musical artists came on, including the nutty Gangnam dance guy, which she really got into as she danced along.
Later, when the Chicago countdown show was on, the band Soul Asylum played "Runaway Train", a song I know has become one of my wife's favorites. Read the lyrics and I think you'll see why...
Quote:
Call you up in the middle of the night like a firefly without a light you were there like a blowtorch burning i was a key that could use a little turning so tired that i couldn't even sleep so many secrets i couldn't keep promised myself i wouldn't weep one more promise i couldn't keep
it seems no one can help me now i'm in too deep there's no way out this time i have really lead myself astray
runaway train, never goin' back wrong way on a one-way track seems like i should be getting somewhere somehow i'm neither here nor there
can you help me remember how to smile? make it somehow all seem worthwhile how on earth did i get so jaded? life's mysteries seem so faded i can go where noone else can go i know what no one else knows here i am just drownin' in the rain with a ticket for a runaway train
and everything seems cut and dry day and night earth and sky somehow i just don't believe it
runaway train, never goin' back wrong way on a one-way track seems like i should be getting somewhere somehow i'm neither here nor there
bought a ticket for a runaway train like a madman laughing at the rain little out of touch, little insane it's just easier than dealing with the pain
runaway train, never goin' back wrong way on a one-way track seems like i should be getting somewhere somehow i'm neither here nor there
runaway train, never comin' back runaway train, tearin' up the track runaway train, burnin' in my veins i run away but it always seems the same
When the song was finished, my wife says "Wow, what a coincidence, they played that song just as I was writing about how I didn't run away this year.
All I could think of saying was "Wow".
As there was under 10 minutes left until new year, I went over by her and brushed her hair into the countdown. She stopped typing and accepted the brushing, and when the new year hit, I gave her a hug. She did not hug back.
Regarding the comment "I was just writing about how I didn't run away this year...", should I revisit (ask about) it tomorrow? Probably not.
M: A really long time. Crisis: 5 years. She's still worth it.
Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose. -Viktor Frankl
All I could think of saying was "Wow".