I didn’t watch the Super Bowl because I was working today, and also because I don’t care about football. One of my co-workers did care about the Super Bowl, though, and I did have an empty room for about an hour this evening, and so the Super Bowl was being broadcasted from the empty patient room. Those who cared would stop in every once in a while to catch the score, and then circulate the latest game updates down the hallways to the other employees (who cared).
Once, as I was walking by the Game Room, I heard a commercial playing a song I recognized. The song got stuck in my head, but I couldn’t place it. I wrote “we are young” on my left forearm so that I’d remember to youtube it when I got home.
I’m (almost, but) not (quite) ashamed that I recognize the song from an episode of Glee.
So, I’m not sure how I feel about the whole song, but man. That chorus. It’s like an anthem, right? It makes me want to jump off of a tall cliff into deep, blue water. It makes me want to run through tall fields of wheat in a magical world where the light is warm and yellow and you can run forever and never feel tired. It makes me want to do 1,000 cliched things that cinematically signify that I’m living life. Including kissing in the rain–this song totally makes me want to kiss my man in the rain as the camera pans smooth circles around us. And have a food fight! This song makes me want to make out in the rain just after* a food fight.
What do you do when you want to burn brighter than the sun?
(*That would be good timing, cause, you know, those fights can get messy.)