I don't know why this line has been running in my head all the time this week. Among all the possible lines in the song "No Air", this has been the only one that's effectively managed to stay in my brain for more than a week. It's been there too long, actually; so much so that I can already picture out the words written in the font Monotype Corsiva--and as if to mock me, it's scrolling upwards, as though it were some credits in some hit movie. Yes, that's how solid it is to me. And yes, it's beginning to annoy me.
But somehow, I've got an inkling as to why this line's been hammered into my deranged system.
It's supposed to have stayed in the past, but... sometimes, the memories just have to come back, either to remind you to appreciate each living minute you have in this cruel and unfair world, or to mock you of your failures and shortcomings. Whichever it is, you can never really totally forget the past. And mine is coming back to haunt me right now.
What happened during the past few weeks--I don't know any other adjective fit enough to describe those events, other than the word "euphoric". During those times, I still grinned like an idiot, laughed like a hyena, cackled like a witch, joked around like a professional stand-up comedian, and flew like a newborn eagle that wanted to see how far his wings would stretch, and how far they would take him. I literally floated during those times. I was more than happy during those times.
But... it's only a 'was' now. It's only 'those times' now. It's not an 'is'; it's not a 'now'. It's a WAS.
And I guess that's what those lyrics are trying to tell me. I walked. I ran. I jumped. I FLEW.
And somehow, I crashed and lost everything.
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