It's not a sign, it's shared humanity

I used to believe in signs. Especially those expressed in music.

I would be feeling a certain way, or thinking about a certain person or event, and, suddenly (Miraculously! How did the gods know?) a song with poignant lyrics would come on. I would take it as a sign. My life was going to change, the one I loved would come for me, I would win the lottery. Fool.

I don't believe in signs anymore. I just realized that every time I hear a song, no matter how fitting the words may be to my situation, it's just proof I am not alone in this web of humanity. I am not the only one to have felt this way, or to do this, or to have this done unto me. It's happened since the beginning of time.

I am not unique in my pain. I am just unique in how I choose to suffer.

"Fools in love -
are there any creatures more pathetic?
Fools in love -
never knowing when they've lost the game." ~ Joe Jackson

And suffering is a choice. So, I just won't think about it anymore.

It's day 3 of my new year. Time to get my shit together. At last.