Femme, feisty, feminist, finding it harder to alliterate than I expected. Twenty-something, veg, queer, polyflexible, book-loving, Jewish college grad. My feminism is intersectional or it isn't worth shit. Directing my life marginally better than a butterfly in a hurricane.
That kind of anxiety is hard to forget. I can think back six months and the echo of that almost constant worry and anger and helplessness and confusion is nearly as strong as the initial feelings. Listening to this song, and to Kate Nash in general, was surprisingly helpful when it came to quieting those feelings.
Now, I am just as calmed by listening, but mostly because I am so thankful that things are so different six months later. You’ve changed. I’ve changed. We, as a partnership, have changed. I’m glad.
22 - Lily Allen
When she was 22 the future looked bright
But she’s nearly 30 now and she’s out every night
I see that look in her face, she’s got that look in her eye
She’s thinking how did I get here and wondering why
It’s sad but it’s true how society says her life is already over
There’s nothing to do and there’s nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age
File Under: Songs that Express One or More of My Irrational and Anxiety-Producing Fears Concerning My Life
Birds - Kate Nash
But he was looking at her, yeah all funny in the eye
She said “come on boy tell me what you’re thinking
Now don’t be shy.”
He said alright, “I’ll try
All the stars up in the sky
And the leaves in the trees
All the broken bits that make you jump up
And grassy bits in between
All the matter in the world is how much I like you.”
Yeah, I am a sentimental dork.