Saturday, July 16, 2016

Head Over Heels

My super awesome spot at Colectivo on the lake
I had a fabulous couple of days spent with friends in Milwaukee, which, in beautiful summer weather, is a pretty unbeatable place.

As I was driving home, I heard this song from my youth:

I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention

You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much
Oh! You're wasting my time, you're just, just, just wasting time

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away, throw it away, throw it away

Hearing it reminded me of how I felt when I heard it in my youth. I felt this sense of anticipation. What would head over heels feel like? I thought of the expression as entirely describing a feeling that I might someday have about a man:

I made a fire, I'm watchin' it burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past, now just how long will it last
No, no, no, have you no ambitions

My mother and my brother's used to breathing clean air
(Nothing ever changes when you're acting your age)
And dreamin' I'm a doctor
(Nothing gets done when you feel like a baby)
It's hard to be man when there's a gun in your hand
(Nothing ever changes when you're acting your age)
Oh! I feel so
My beloved Lake Michigan, Milwaukee side

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away

And now that I'm all grown up, I do know what it feels like to be head over heels for a man. But maybe more importantly, I know that the feeling doesn't necessarily last, and that it is still possible to fall head over heels over your life, even without a man:

And this is my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, want an open mind
This is my four leaf clover...

Yes, Tears for Fears, I feel super lucky to be head over heels all by myself...

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