Relevance Past

One of the nice things about having to drive further out to meet with friends is the drive itself. Tonight I met up with others for $1 taco's in Wexford, a good 30 minute drive for me. With the traffic, it may have been almost 45mins on the way out. While this may not be a terribly long drive, it is sufficient for listening to a good deal of an album, and today I was listening to Sara Bareilles. I had purchased the album last summer, and listened a descent deal, but not enough to really know the album well.

So in many ways, it was the first time I really listened to the song "Between the Lines." And I listened to it four times on the drive home, peicing together the words, the meaning. I was struck by the relevance. Not to my own life at the moment so much, but to moments in my past that the words make so much sense to. I felt the relevance of the lyrics to myself. I felt the relevance to the human experience so many of my friends have shared with me of their own "Between the Lines." And I immediately wanted to call my husband, my ex boyfriend, his ex girlfriend, my best friends, their exes - all these people. To say, look, here, someone else captured what we are. . .what we almost all are at least one moment in our lives, at least in one relationship.

And then I wonder how many people I know are experiencing being "between the lines" right now. It is not a moment that is bound by a time. It does not happen just in our early teens, late twenties, experienced forties. It is an experience that can become at any time.

The song does not give an answer for the pain, it does not give a resolution. It only states what, in an existentialist way, is true - you and me will always be between the lines.