No guitars, no drums, and yet the aching vulnerability in the singer's voice once made him yearn for this feeling too. Like a time machine, the song transports him, while he is driving, and rekindles that yearning. Can he still yearn?
Yes, in fact, he must! Because the yearning is the source of the joy. And the yearning is a choice he can make.
The realisation is very sudden. But the process to get here, to the point of no dreams, was gradual. A gradual wearing down by reality, disappointment and acceptance.
It happened while he wasn't watching. While he was distracted by life - both the joyous moments, and the ones that refused to share his attention.
Now that he is aware, he remembers more clearly. The dreams of romance, of being the boss, of self-pride, awaken gently and energise him.
- When he eats too slowly,
- When he uses too much oil,
- When he uses too many plates,
- When he doesn't turn his socks inside out,
- When he doesn't say anything?
- When he's gone.
It's over. Not everyone likes the way it ended, but I love it.
Thank you for introducing me to Will, Lucas, Mike, Dustin, Steve, Hop, Nancy, Robin, Erica, Eddie and Murray. It is nice to see the kids grow up, change, become stronger, and live.
Thank you for the shared memories in Japan, with the little man. I believe.
I'll come back to Hawkins regularly.
