waiting too long // hippie sabotage
I’ve hit a wall
I can’t look past it
Nothing at all
Nothing to mask it but
It feels so drastic but
I cannot panic so
I get my chance to go
And hit that road
Songs don’t always have to remind us of happy memories. I listened to this throughout my first semester at Georgetown, when I was feeling my worst. But now, as I listen to this in an entirely new headspace, I can reflect how I felt and how I’ve grown since then. I remember playing this song as I sat on a plane back to Chicago for winter break. The cabin headlights were an ethereal blue and the people around me were all strangers, but I felt like I knew them the way that we naturally feel connections to other people. This song will forever be tied to that moment where I realized that I’ve grown up and, even though it’s scary, I can’t do anything but keep moving forward.
