Put that thing back where it came from or so help me...

So, as I was sitting in my car driving 5 hours to get to St. George last week, I came to this realization....My life has a playlist.

Now, ya'll get that crazy look of your face. I'm serious here. You know in the movies how whenever something depressing, scary or intense happens there always seems to be backround music that fits the scenario? And yet, the person has NO IDEA that the music is playing- it would be pretty darn weird if in the middle of a fighting scene in The Avengers movie Robert Downey Jr. starts humming along, right?

Well, I can't help but think my life is a movie..or at least a television show and I'm living in it EVERY DAY without even REALIZING it. The only people that tune in to watch however are God and deceased family members from up above...or below. But I'm not throwing out names here...

Anyways! It seems that whenever something life altering (or life threatening-don't ask. It occurs all the time.) happens to me, there always seems to be music that fits the situation. Sometimes the music plays before the situation occurs! Like a foretelling of whats to come...only I don't know it yet.

Stupid radio.

Have you ever woke up with a song playing through your head and you have no idea how it got there? A song you haven't heard in forever or hadn't listened to at all for that matter and only heard it that one time in that AWEFUL God forsaken movie theater-but you wake up and there it is! A small sentence or phrase playing over and over again in your head. Annoying right?

Definitely.

Pointless? No. Stay aloft people. There are games afoot.

See, this song is going to be the theme for that day. So I've learned to try and go with it. Like this one time when I was testing for my drivers license. I was getting onto the free way and was super nervous that I was going to fail. I wasn't really nervous about crashing and killing us all, I'm an amazing driver regardless of what you may or may not hear from outside sources. I was just worried that I wouldn't be able to pass and get my license. Which, in the mind of a fresh 16 year old, is akin to the END OF THE WORLD.

Sigh.

To be young and 16 again. Ha ha. Priorities right?

So here I was rubbing my sweating hands (one at a time-gotta keep 'em on 10 and 2!) on my jeans trying to calm down as my instructor merclesly teased me "Do you hands sweat when you hold with your boyfriend's hand Parry?" And "Don't do anything stupid this time Parry I want to live to see my son finish his mini golf game tonight."

I started envisioning driving off the side of the freeway, hitting that staples red Easy button and magically popping right to the DMV and smiling brilliantly for that mugshot picture that no one can ever look good in. But I was ready to take on that challenge. Not this one that entailed me driving out into the middle of nowhere and getting mercilessly teased by this teacher who knew way too much about me now.

 

Stupid sweaty hands.

But this song on the radio came on snapping me from my daydream and giving me hope. Instantly raising my spirits. I can't recall the exact song right now. Something about leaves and rain. But everything was gonna be okay and don't stress. I'm hoping that was what the artist was going for when he wrote the song, cause that's all I can remember.

I immedeatly turned it up much to the chagrin of my drivers teacher, who turned it down saying that it was "a distraction to my driving." Pfffft. I told him it was helping the percentage of sweat on my hands lower and that it was for his safety that he turn it back up or my hand sweat could possibly KILL US ALL if I lost control of the steering wheel.

He did. :)

 

Now fast forward to late last year.

 

I was on a plane descending over the Long Beach airport after a turbulent ride and was a little nervous not gonna lie. I have my headphones in just soaking in the tunes on shuffle and all of a sudden while we hit a bad patch of turbulence and the plane is moving around like Ricochet Rabbit this one song come on by AFI. I'm not really listening due to my panic of careening into the earth at what feels like warped speed and then this one sentence pops out to my ears.

 

 "This is the fall! This is the long way down!"

 

Immediately I am now listening with rapt attention and also thinking, you've gotta be kidding me. Seriously? Seriously?

 

"And our lives look smaller now. And our lives look so small!"

 

It was a moment for a double facepalm.

 

But I kind of thought it was funny too. In a weird, I'm going to die and God has a sense of humor, sort of way.

 

Thumbs up God. I get my weird sense of humor from you, surely.