Wake Me Up When September Ends

August 31, 2010

I kinda hate the song. Kinda. I kinda hate the back story in the video. I kinda hate the war message, but it reminds me of what a high school teacher once said – we are all anti-war. Ya know, some of them weren’t that dumb afterall…

Anyways, he we go again. August 31st. The unofficial end of summer. And then another one, by the holiday name of Labor Day. And then the real one. Oh, and my birthday!

I’m not looking forward to my birthday. 26. That’s old. That’s passed the quarter century mark. I mean, it isn’t old. But it’s the oldest I will have felt. Afterall.

I don’t like this inevidable aging thing. I don’t like mortality, to be perfectly honest. I accept them both though. It is inevidable, so what can I do?

September means a lot to me. It’s the beginning of fall. The beginning of the end, if you will. A lot of musicians sing about September and the fall. Not only that Green Day song (although, that song is about his father’s death, not war or anything), but also that Microphones song. He couldn’t get through September without a battle. And well, neither can I, actually.

You see, life has been bringing me more battles, most of which I won’t be prepared for. And well, everything in my life right now is saying just go through with it. Get it done. Don’t worry about the little things, finish what must be finished. Don’t worry period – worrying won’t make it go away.

It’s scary. I think I am growing older. But this time, with my age, not just my age. And, every month I seem to end up here, typing my great life story for everyone and anyone to read. As if it’s even worth reading…

It’d be so easy to sleep through September. But a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. And besides, I may be getting older, but I still want my birthday cake!

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