The upswing started when I read these words: "Use your life for something you really believe in." A command, not a suggestion or a good idea. A simple do-this statement that made me think how obvious.
I know what I believe in: truth, beauty, love and peace. And I believe in celebrating each of them every day. And this train of thought led me to an image I took yesterday that absolutely defines true contentment. So as I opened up the file and set about editing it, I could feel light creeping in.
Then I read these glorious words from Pitchfork describing Daft Punk's "One More Time."
"A pool filled with cotton candy Jelly Belly's at a 10-year-old's birthday bash. The most drunk-uncle moment at your cousin's wedding. A dozen cartoon kittens flipping their tails double-time with the boom. Winning both "The $10,000 Pyramid" and "Jeopardy!" on the same day. Aliens touching down on earth only to give every man, woman, and child their own ghettoblaster. This song sounds like many things. It is not prudent. But it is wise. Because-- remember-- it's called "One More Time". Not "Forever" or "Infinity" or "17 More Times". This is it. There is an end. The feelings will wear off. But not before the beautifully faceless Romanthony gurgles his way into your chest, knees, brain. Not before Daft Punk distill 25 years of pop and house into five and a half minutes of first-time joy. Not before you lose any and all sense, breath, scream, beg, cry, break, heal, pump, kick, and beam wider than your mouth knows. So keep repeating because you won't last. "One More Time", of course, will."
The imagery in that paragraph combined with the song's infectious beat makes me positively giddy. I can't help but relish not only where I've been and where I'm going, but exactly where I am, right now.
Happy Labour Day!