Never trust a liar. Even though they will always trust themselves.

Tremolo Motions

I am the same, except my shoes

Moving in Stereo – The Cars (1978)

Life’s the same, I’m moving in stereo
Life’s the same except for my shoes
Life’s the same, you’re shaking like tremolo
Life’s the same, it’s all inside you

It’s so easy to blow up your problems
It’s so easy to play up your breakdown
It’s so easy to fly through a window
It’s so easy to fool with the sound

It’s so tough to get up
It’s so tough
It’s so tough to live up
It’s so tough on you

Life’s the same, I’m moving in stereo
Life’s the same except for my shoes
Life’s the same, you’re shaking like tremolo
Life’s the same, it’s all inside you

Life’s the same, I’m moving in stereo
Life’s the same except for my shoes
Life’s the same, you’re shaking like tremolo
Life’s the same, it’s all inside you

Album title: The Cars (1978)



Sometimes, you feel like you're going through the motions. Hitting all the beats everyone (including yourself) is expected to hit. But WHILE this is going on, underneath the surface is this vibration that wants to move you out of sync with the life you've built. A voice from a distant world calling you to abandon everything and start a new adventure. Brass rings want grabbing.

A mean feat at any point in life, but especially when you're in your middled age.

I think part of that comes from the ease of focusing on the challenges we have in our existing lives. That makes it tough to get up, to live up... to do anything different than what we have always done.

Families have been raised. Careers made and spent. Hobbies begun and abandoned. We begin to really face our own mortality for real for the first time. And we all want more. This is the birth of the stereotypical midlife crisis. Midlife restart. Reboot. Looking to feel alive again. Or, for some, to feel alive for the first time.

And, so maybe you wind up living in a mental duality. One life you have and one that you think you want. For the first time in your little existence it begins to occur to you that it may finally be too late.

Like that book you were going to read on your flight to Spain. All you ever did was buy the book and put it on the shelf.

But, the fine print in our owner's manual says, 'stick with it'. Work out those issues. Don't blow up those problems, don't play up your breakdowns. If we press through the fog, we can find as-yet unexplored levels of satisfaction.

But, that doesn't help when it feels like life's the same. Life's the same.

Until then, what can we do but keep moving in stereo?





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