This is a rather short post today. I feel the urge to write, but only a little is in my head today.
I was teasing someone the other day that I would have to write their eulogy, and it actually triggered something in my head. If something was to happen to me, would I be remembered, or forgotten? Have I been a blip on anyone’s radars? How is it that they’ll remember me if they do in fact remember me.
Will it be remembered as witty, charismatic, sweet, cheeky, or will it be my weaknesses, the depression, the events, the sadness. Will you have known me as an artist, the creative type, or will it be my half empty outlook that occasionally comes my way? Am I weak, or am I strong?
I know people will see me differently depending on how I was interacting in their lives. I could be the vindictive ex, or the one that got away. What about the class clown, or the geeky outsider? Yes, I’ve been them all, but how will you see me.
More importantly, I think I just want to say:
Won’t you come see about me?
I’ll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love’s strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby
Don’t You Forget About Me
Don’t Don’t Don’t Don’t
Don’t You Forget About Me
Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down
Will you recognize me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ohhhh…..
Don’t you try to pretend
It’s my feeling we’ll win in the end
I won’t harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security
Don’t you forget about me
I’ll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
I’ll put us back together at heart, baby
Don’t You Forget About Me
Don’t Don’t Don’t Don’t
Don’t You Forget About Me
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
When you walk away
Or will you walk away?
Will you walk on by?
Come on – call my name
Will you all my name?
I say :
La la la…
My Rabbit Hole Trips 
🙂 – kind, a bit crazy (but the good kind of crazy – not the psycho scary kind), strong and brave… (I know you don’t feel it but you really are) oh and you have good taste in music!!
I think being crazy was part of me since I was born. Always more left of center then all the others. Thanks hun!
Great blast from the past!
Personally, I ‘ll never forfget you – now that we;ve met, that is!
Aw! Much love!
That has to be one of my favorite movies, as well as my favorite songs. When I die, I want it played at my wake. Yes, not a funeral, they’re too sad, I want a wake. Dancing, drinking, partying, and just fun.
I hear you! And I love that about you!
Thanks Lovie! I may have depression as my lifelong sidekick, as well as a few other issues, but I try to show the real me, the wacky me. 🙂
You make me smile and I love that about you.
Thank you. I’m smiling now!
Good. 🙂
Dearest Alice, we’ve technically never met, but I would remember you as a funny, exuberant, yet sad person. That of course is because of the things you’ve experience, but I hope to see you in the near future overcome those things.
🙂 And I hope to overcome them too. Become me, the old me, not the new me. I prefer the old one. She knew how to live.
Good!
A work in progress. Ups and downs, just hoping for more ups soon.
You’ll have them. Don’t get discouraged and keep on trying!! You can talk to me whenever you need to if you want!
I will. I know I say it and don’t do, but sometimes I just try to think things through. Today is a day of reflection I think. Nostalgia.
Okay.
Today is definitely wear the good shirt day. Also, how much whisky does it take to make a throat feel better and a voice come back.
Um…idk. I just drink until I feel better. I don’t count how many I’ve had.
I lose count. Like that question, how many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop? The world may never know. Impatient Mr. Owl!
Well, the answer is all of them, of course.
lol
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I too have wondered this.. what kind of mark have I made on the world? On the people in my world? I think I may not want to know, some of the things others have to say.. but I also think that there are kind words floating around about me as well. I enjoy reading your posts, long or short, you write very well. I have not met you, but from what I read of you and of others words to you, I’m sure i would enjoy knowing you. ~ Jen
I will make sure to swing by and check out your blog during lunch. Thanks for looking and the kind words. It makes me smile.
I’d love to have you!! ~ J